Dennis Go

Rookie - 20 Points (Dec.10,1976 / Manila, Philippines)

Ode To Poverty - Poem by Dennis Go

The bright lights have faded
Along this place I call home.
Sidewalks lie deserted
As shadows seal my throne.
A blanket, maybe, to ease the chill
Of midnight's hunger and woe.
So hard it is when you have nothing.
So sad to be alone.

Daylight strikes, a new morning.
Again, the toil, once more.
Seek the needs of an empty stomach
Only dust labeled on the floor.
Pitiful am I to the sights of many.
Pitiful, a soul can be,
When nighttime lies without a pillow
And daytime abhors life's elegy.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 5, 2009

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