Poems About: POVERTY

End poverty
In the world now
Please
Come and work read more »

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Poverty is not my family,
Nor lover,
Nor teacher,
Nor my brother, read more »

I Pity every city.

I Pity about Dirty Poverty, which is spread in Widening City. read more »

Wild horses we
Pricked at the wind,
Never to know, alas;
That all the lord of our fortunes bought read more »

O' poverty, thou hast made man prostrate his soul for repast
Thou hast made him swallow the bitter pills of living
Yet thou sing songs of death to his hearing
O' murderous poverty, thou art cruel and fiend. read more »

poetry in progress

i have seen poverty
climb stairs to make read more »

Seated in the confinds of poverty, dressed in overall butten up to his neck read more »

Feeding off dump sites
Government preaching about human rights
The minds hunger now difficult to fight
The authority’s pledge I’ve learnt to recite read more »

Fill the rivers,
With poverty’s tears,
Only then will they be filled with innocent water.
The brick that fills poverty’s throat read more »

21st century cries.

World has advanced in many ways, yet poverty still cries.
Looking at this old man with tears in his eyes. read more »

Their skin soaks up the heat
Leaving it as black as the midnight sky,
Their eyes wide, white, pleading
Begging to the passersby. read more »