Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download the photo graphic, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.

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Some People
SOME PEOPLE… some people beg in the corners of the streets – cover themselves in rags of ex-clothes thickened by the streets’ slime dig in trash for spoiled foods and dirty empty bottles huddle above the sewage covers in the cold nights and I hide my hands in the pockets some people are shot in the alleys for a few coins mixed with lint – they forgot to hug the loved ones before they left their homes and die fast or slow and their blood thickens in the dust lives are draining without a decent warning and I hear about them in the evening news some people spend their lives in prisons for justice or injustice – they grab the metal bars of the windows with impotent anger inhale and perspire their food with shifty eyes tattoo their bodies with emblems hoping to get out alive and I don’t love them as if their misery is foreign to me some hairless children die of cancer still dreaming of fairytales – they learn complicated medical terms along with the ABCs eyes are half opened toward the tearful helpless mothers pale lips shiver with the shock of a body giving up and I want to be comforted shifting my thoughts from them some people are old with shrinking bodies – hunchbacks without cathedrals as if they carry a load of guilt unfashionable clothes smell of piss and flatulence wrinkled bodies fold onto themselves like broken accordions and I keep away from them because they slow me down some people…
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