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A) The Poor Are Poor Because We Cheat Them

nothing so compelling as the winds of social injustice
sweeping across the grasslands of give nothing away

the poor are poor because we cheat them ten thousand years cheat them the wretched three billion the 2 dollar a day twelve hour shift shadow girls the must abort the child to keep the job to keep the family fed shadow girls and by god get the boy to feel like a loser you can sell the man any proposition to ease his pain a while the poor are poor because we cheat them ten thousand years cheat them their courage their vigilance bear the mark to each his bone get the other guy to work the garbage truck the poor are poor because we cheat them ten thousand years cheat them their sons paid the greed wages of war blood-flow poverty sons unnamed unburied sweet unwashed sons ten thousand years the talkers talk but no matter what the talkers tell these boys it is their brothers they have them kill ten thousand years poverty’s lovers love in the shadow of an impossible dream ten thousand years a man works the poverty only to find he has become that poverty ten thousand years thrown into the fires of the liars’ sins he keeps to himself shakes the hand of half truths tells his children everything will be OK could it been otherwise what the hell’s going on here in these it no longer matters times these cold sweat fall flat on your face times one grows suspicious no amount of singing can change that
paul bamberger

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The Shadow Inside My Shadow

poverty is not my cousin,
is not my lover,
is not my preacher,
poverty is not my brother.

poverty is not my prayer,
or the song that i sing
is not my answer
poverty is not my dream.

poverty is not my teacher,
not the hand that i hold.
poverty is not my anger,
not my spirit, not my soul.

ah! but this poverty is real
it races thru my mind
crashes into my heart,
& leaves me deaf and blind.

poverty is my companion.
the aching cold inside my hollow.
the blow behind my eyes,
poverty is the shadow
inside my shadow.
Eric Cockrell

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Poverty Knock

Poverty, poverty, poverty knock,
Knock, knock, knock, around the clock,
Pounding away at my chamber door,
Till I’m living, living no more.

The beat of drums resounds in my heart,
The cadence echoing in my head,
Pound, pound, pound, pound, it begins to smart,
Resounding the war for which I dread.

Poverty, poverty, poverty knock,
In ant of money, my least concern,
Pounding, pounding, as my world falls in a box,
I succumb to death as I watch the world burn.

Despair my adversary in my dear heart,
Wanting joy as joy I depart,
My world turns as nothing I see,
Everything gone as I cease to be.

Poverty, poverty, poverty knock,
The beat of drums resounds in my head,
Turn of the world upon a block,
Ratta-ta, ratta-ta, I am dead.
Justin Reamer

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The state of lack
A matter of poor.
It the scarcity of death
The inability to forgo
the necessity of life.

Poverty is the blessing of the god's
Poverty can make us reach our goal.
Poverty can make us think properly.
Poverty is fame
Poverty is health
Poverty is wealth.
Without poverty the nation will deprive

Poverty is the father of hunger
It gives birth to homeless.
Poverty is starvation to death.
Poverty can make us realize what life is
With poverty success walk backward
With poverty the secret of success is revealed.

Poverty is a monster that
Destroy the family
Communities, societies and
Imbibe destitution in
The life's of rich.
Poverty is a slain of slap
It is the compliance
Of evil and bad thought.
The sergeant of tissue,
Dissolving little into canal.
The cup runneth over
Like a bead of saloon
And camouflage of death.
Thou bombard the peace
Of live and leave.
Ajala Samuel Akindele

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