For The Pure Not The Poor Poem by Tony Cemaluk

HE sees our pure heart,
Not our poor pocket.
He weighs intention, not income.
He hears the heart, not the hype.

We stood and stands for the Pure,
Not the Poor —
The poor in spirit who pretend to be rich, but purely poor in poor pocket
The rich in spirit and in packed pocket whom the world calls poor, due to their meager mind paucity, poverty.

We stopped seeking to find, feed, feel, feign, fight, fear and flee for peace to reign.
We averted cold wars in warm, hot, heated peace talk.

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