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Poverty Unkind
In a World brimming with wealth and grandeur,Where opulence dazzles on every corner,A tale unfolds of disparity and strife, Where poverty thrives, tormenting countless lives. Inflation, a cruel tempest, engulfs the land, Whispers of hunger and despair, hand in hand, While riches multiply, soaring high and free, The less fortunate struggle, longing to break free.How can this nation, adorned in gold and gleam, Allow homelessness and hunger to remain unseen? Abandoned houses, empty and decaying, Dancers of sadness as time keeps on fraying.Enough money circulates in gilded hands, To wipe away sorrow's desolate sands, Yet greed entangles hearts, fierce and cold, Turning a blind eye to suffering untold.But oh, hear me now, you who hoard excess, For in your chests, souls weighed down by duress, A day will come when you'll face your transgressions, Questioned by fate, facing divine concessions.For every empty mansion slowly crumbling, There exists someone's hope, endlessly humbling, Why not embrace these forsaken abodes, Giving shelter to weary souls with sores? And what of sustenance, cast away as waste,Sentenced to rot, not a morsel to taste, Stores and restaurants, brimming with excess, Starving bellies pleading, pleading for redress.Can't we forge a path of empathy and care, Sharing provisions, enough for all to share? Let no child go to sleep, stomach unfed, No mother or father mourn their daily bread.Greed, the villain that plagues our mortal realm, Shall guide you towards an eternal helm, Inequity's burden, you cannot forsake, For in the end, it is your soul at stake.So let us rise against these walls of greed, With love and compassion as our sacred creed, Dare we bridge the gap that threatens to eclipse, Uniting as one, erasing poverty's abyss.For in a world of abundance, so profound, No reason for homelessness or hunger to be found, Let's breathe life into the forsaken, the lost, And redeem humanity at whatever cost. Written By: Jamie L. Williamson
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