Parcels Of Poverty Poem by John Sensele

In a parcel of poverty
The poor wail when hunger strikes
Thirst parches and nihilism nods at diversity
Above all, a poor person perambulates on besotted bikes.

In a parcel of deprivation
The poor draw water from shallow wells
Cholera and typhoid join their junction
Above all, the number of stunted souls swells.

In a parcel of indigence
The poor don't know whether they're coming or going
Plots of land make an ownership disappearance
Above all, the poor pour their souls in singing and winging.

In a parcel of miseducation
The poor bask in a sea of illiteracy
Brains shriek and shrink when starved of education
Above all, the poor confront row upon row of obduracy.