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  21.     

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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  22.     

The Crowned Hero

overty! What a cruel name they named you
They chant your name
Poverty
You are wicked
Poverty
You killed my only brother
Poverty
You made us sleep not, my roof is leaking
Poverty
My clothes are tattered and worn out
Poverty
I cannot eat three times
Poverty
I'm lean and skinny
Poverty
I cannot send my kids to school

Poverty oh poverty

You are great
You are just known in some places
Poverty
You are indeed great
You stopped them from getting fat or dieting
Poverty
You made them good planners
Poverty
You made them meteorologist without schooling
Poverty
You made them conscious of supreme One
Poverty
You singlehandedly reduced the world's population
Poverty
You made them communal
Poverty
You are the champion
 
Farida Gulani

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  23.     

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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  24.     

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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