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Wherever you find Mankind, two plagues follow Him: War and poverty, both preventable but
impossible to eradicate. The reason: greed. The sorrier of the two is poverty; war
sometimes is a necessity, poverty never is.
Man is forever looking for more but always that pursuit is misdirected. He never includes
his fellow human beings, only his narrow clique’s self-interests. The rest are left to
fend for themselves. Often an impossible task to achieve, the result is poverty.
Once a victim of this state of being, what is left is hope- worthless hope.
	
The poorest are the ones who hope
They hope against (all) hope it seems.
They pray to god to help them cope
Yet fruitless as their faded dreams
They hope someday for better stead
A worthless virtue I suspect
Adding to misery instead
That propagates in that respect.
Look to the past to see their plight:
Dreaming of castles in the sky;
But that isn't all, not by a long sight:
The chance it will happen? In a pigs eye!
The “haves” are a self-centered breed
Who rarely help people in need.

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