Poverty

Poverty- Now you are knocking the sophisticated door of poetry Like the day-breaking light you have touched everything Filed to wood, pond to port, road to road your screaming Nothing is free from your close fist except first-world ally Poverty- You are the prevailed flag, flapping in the third world's belly Like the scorching summer you have sown the drought seed Burundi to Niger in your heinous care though civilized we're On your haughtiness how wonderful our aristocratic society Poverty- You and the imperialist are twins from the womb of vampires! For shining the self-throne both of you use each other equally No religion is valid except the exploitation- your infrastructure On the hungry corpses by you another one composing divinity O Poverty how wonderful ferocious you are For you, no God is almighty except food fair! March 28, 2023 Writing Challenge - 'P' Words - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France