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  197.     

Cherry Fields in the Ghetto

there is a ghetto
not of economical
but of spiritual poverty
where people lack faith
and then they planted
the cherries
with pits
wonderful sweet fruit
for the taking
and the people
planted more fruit
and it was economical
and they came for the sweet fruit
and everyone clapped
that a God so wonderful
could grow the sweet cherries
right under our noses
a ghetto of spiritual poverty
nobody understood God
nobody knew Mother Nature
but they began learning
and dropped their belief
of money and greed
giving God a chance
to grow a wonderful garden
and the children saw it
the teachers saw it
people danced near the cherries
intoxicated by cherries
not a money poverty
but a spiritual birth
of new life
in a garden of strife
but they got the message
right under their noses
God helped the people see
a day of planting
cherries
 
Kevin Rottweiler

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  198.     

Poverty

For noble minds, the worst of miseries,
Worse than old age, or wearisome disease,
Is Poverty. From Poverty to flee,
From some tall precipice into the sea,
It were a fair escape to leap below!
In Poverty, dear Kyrnus, we forego
Freedom in word and deed, body and mind;
Action and thought are fetter'd and confin'd.
Let me then fly, dear Kyrnus, once again!
Wide as the limits of the land and main,
From these entanglements; with these in view,
Death is the lighter evil of the two.
 
Theognis of Megara

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  199.     

Solidarity

Here we are in America camouflaged in poverty
Our minds programmed - voice of prosperity
While there in Africa we lie starving
While there in Africa we lie dying
Unconscious of respect - subconscious of suspect
Who robbed us of our rights - and reduced our span of life

Here we are in America stagnated in progress
Our minds programmed for failure - of feeling worthless
While there in Africa we are aware
Here, there, everywhere, we're weak, we need care
There's a drought in Africa, we cry
Just one grain will keep us alive
With deceit and conceit, we lie
Our bodies parched and dry
Our minds rotting as we die

We need unity - we must achieve solidarity
We need a positive program - a positive program is in demand
We must demand, therefore we can demand. We can command.

We are sick of poverty and misery
We are sick of poverty and misery
We have come to the end of worthlessness
We support each other in the process
Of learning to love ourselves, while we protest
We love each other as we suggest steps to success

We must rescue each other, rescue ourselves
We must proclaim or claim prosperity
We are taking over responsibility
As we enter, in solidarity
We are taking control of our lives
By programming our minds to survive
 
Sally Stewart

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  200.     

So Many Poor Souls And Not Many Who Care

So many poor souls and not many who care
Are doing it quite tough in the big World out there
The homeless and hungry teenagers of poverty street
Are searching in rubbish bins for something to eat

The gap is increasing in the social divide
And millions are Stateless and Homeless and hungry World wide
The victims of droughts and wars and disease
In the refugee camps millions of refugees.

The marginalized are doing it quite tough
On poverty street they are sleeping rough
People should not have to go hungry in the World of today
But such is not the case that does seem sad to say

For one wealthy person thousands in poverty
Those who need far more than words of sympathy
People who look old before they reach their life's prime
To be born to poor parents is their only crime.
 
Francis Duggan

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