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  117.     

Poverty

poverty! poverty! poverty!
people you have struck
making them even their children to stock
in order to have a food speck

you spread faster and faster
not even like cancer
resulting people to suffer
not a doctor or a poacher

you've made the world not a better place to live in
not for the righteous or those who sin
you make people with profession
cause they lack what we call money

it will be my task to ensure you we barn
for your harsh life is hard to maintain
i say your time is ruin
say bye to prepare to leave
 
stephen joel

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  118.     

Poverty Doesn’t Laugh

Fill the rivers,
With poverty’s tears,
Only then will they be filled with innocent water.
The brick that fills poverty’s throat
Should be filled with heaven’s food
Not hell’s slaughter.
Poverty’s hands should not be,
As empty as our hearts.
Their feet should not feel the piercing sand
While we rot in cars.
Poverty’s teeth are famished
Because they bite empty air,
Our teeth are stuffed with arrogance
Until our blessings with be stripped bare

In the night of hell
When guilt will crawl upon us
The worms and snakes of our sins
Will pierce venom through our selfishness
And there we will stand
Bare of all our blessings
The naked truth for the world to see
Will be paraded across poverty’s eyes
But they will not laugh.
 
Mehreen Mujeeb

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  119.     

The Flag Of Victory

The flag of victory,
Hoisted on wound of humanity,
Laugh on one side,
Other side the grief,
Tears on one end,
Wine on the other end,
Poverty..what is poverty?
T he most dangerous virus..
That kills..
Faith,
Honesty,
Love,
Hatred,
And..And finally;
Humanity..
Artificial calamity..

Poverty kills everything..
Almost everything.

Till the time there is poverty,
There is dishonesty,

No religion can yield, on poverty field,
Ah! The flag of victory
A maze in history..
 
Aftab Alam

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  120.     

On Overhearing Two Arguing About Poverty

I over heard two fellows arguing about poverty
Whilst I sat in the cafe drinking coffee
And in truth I could not help but overhear them
As they sat at the next table to me.

The older of the two a silver gray haired fellow
Said to rid the World of want and poverty
We would need to depose every despotic leader
But the younger bloke with him did not agree.

He said in so called wealthy societies there's want and hunger
And where affluence is poverty too abound
From here you don't walk far to see poor people
For poverty is everywhere around.

The older bloke countered but this is a free Country
And those in poverty have themselves only to blame
And if hungry people in our midst are living
Do not expect me to feel any shame

The younger man again with him did differ
Saying want is caused by those who only care
For themselves alone and their own self interest
Many must grow poorer for to make one millionaire.

I left them there in the cafe to argue
And not for me to say who is wrong or right
For both of them looked well dressed and well fed fellows
And they won't go to bed hungry tonight.
 
Francis Duggan

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