Poverty

Poverty,
The very shallowness of poverty swallows me,
Like a snake swallows a mouse.

Poorness,
It is the cause of my muscle's soreness,
Because my bones are too porous.

Cuts,
In salaries and work time and such,
Makes me wish that I was rich very much.

Eating,
Mayonnaise sandwiches,
Is not one of life's advantages.

Wealth,
Means a lot to me even though
I don't have it .

Stealth,
I claim ownership of this quality.
So after I labor diligently and stealthily
No longer will I let shallow poverty
Swallow me.


written in Fall 2004
while still @ college ULM
before economy was declared to be awful it was already awful in Monroe, LA
for  a large group of certain people who were rich with talent and skills and no means to use 
it at home.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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July 22, 2009 at 9:13 AM
Interesting perspective with an creative use of imagery. Keep on writing. Karen
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July 20, 2009 at 11:14 AM
Poverty, still rife in the modern world, and it will continue to grow, great write Nicole>>James
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July 20, 2009 at 3:47 AM
Nice writing. Loads of people will be feeling this way now. Love that last stanza, could be interpreted in lots of different ways
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July 19, 2009 at 11:36 PM
Yeah, poverty sucks. My adolecence was nothing but it..... Food stamps, no christmas, medicaid and all..... College life was no better, now all though not rich I work hard and have my shrine of nice JP trophies.....GREAT poem friend.......:JP)
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