Sunday, May 25, 2003

Poverty And Wealth Comments

Rating: 3.4

The stork flew over a town one day,
And back of each wing an infant lay;
One to a rich man’s home he brought,
And one he left at a labourer’s cot.


Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Shaun Cronick 03 July 2019

Oh Ella we all miss you.

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Tarana 07 May 2019

This is a lovely poem. Keep writing.

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Upendra Upm 23 March 2017

This poem romanticised poverty by calling the poor man happier and resulted in poor not fighting for their legitimate due.This disserved cause of fightfor justice.

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Nia Riz 10 October 2008

such a good poem! it kept me reading on! ....obviously the poor man was richer by mental health! rest in peace....- Nia

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