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  197.     

IMF Policies

To reduce poverty is their stated goal
Yet the policies they demand
Always leave assisted countries
In a deeper, darker hole

So why demand policies
That always do fail
That always float like a brick
That, like lead, do sail?

Is their faith in doctrine
Honestly that strong
That policy must always be right
And reality always wrong?

Or is their real aim
Opposite to what they claim
Is it to continue poverty
And power to maintain?

You can never reduce poverty
By concentrating wealth
You do not spread diseases
To protect the public health

So the question that must be asked
Is how to tear away their mask
And now force them to fulfil
Their official stated task?

We can start by recognising
That money in healthy economies
Like blood in a healthy body flows
And severing your arteries
Is worse than body blows.

So let countries pay their debts
Like donors giving blood
Instead of descending like vampires
And leaving corpses in the mud.
 
David Chalk

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  198.     

THE POOR PEOPLE AND THEIR POVERTY

A poor man never begs even if he dies Begging is a shame, The one who begs is not poor, A beggar extends his hand as much he can to Get money from here and there, A poor man has his pride not to beg, but Days have beaten him badly, There are things that made him poor.... Poverty is not a shame, but Begging is the biggest shame, There are people who take begging as a Source of earning money because They don't lose anything doing so even if They extend their hands for as long as they Can, Shame, to some people, is not anything, I never saw a poor man begging, but There are other people who beg even they Don't need money.... It's a shame on the the one who begs! Stop begging, O beggar! A poor man's poverty has many reasons, One's livelihood is God's work because Everyone will get his or her.... poverty is not a shame, but Begging is a big shame. ____________________________________________
 
MOHAMMAD SKATI

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  199.     

I hate peace on the lap of poverty

Although I am made up of simple mud,
Yet I am not simply dried brick-a fire thud,
I'm brick of poverty furnace traveler,
Rain can't weaken me, can't destroy me,
Rain makes me strong; I am rain absorber

Kiln of life for me; the dusty rusty clay's boon
I am not so excited; I do not swoon, so soon
I need more rain, more rain to sock and sock,
Hardness: to bear life's ugliest joke without shock,

I hate peace on the lap of poverty
Day and night cannot walk together
Eradication of poverty is the liberty
I know puppet dance; don't teach hereafter?

My laugh is the dirtiest spit on your cruel face,
My laugh is but giggle from the wriggling mind
Of mine, wiggling whisper from heart to mind-find
You have made hell to this earth with boldness-confess

Ney! Heaven's sake, don't preach peace- no, no,
Truth can't be described with lie -please go, go,


2014 Aftab Alam Khursheed. All rights reserved
 
Aftab Alam

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  200.     

On Poverty Street

On Poverty Street and Refugee camps far away
The struggles of life it goes on every day
The struggles to live in the face of despair
The have nots of the World have never been rare
The homeless and hungry obliged to sleep rough
And many far too many are doing it tough
And thousands are growing poorer for each new millionaire
No such a thing as equality in the big World out there
On the people of Poverty Street the drug dealers prey
For their own gain they treat their fellow human beings in a disrespectful way
For money to feed their addictions the poor sinned against turn to crime
And they end up in jail for a considerable time
On Poverty Street there is no cause for cheer
And of success stories from there one seldom does hear.
 
Francis Duggan

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