Best Born With A Silver Spoon In His Mouth Poems

I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth.
I'm thankful for that.
I know the value of a dollar.

Everything I have I've had to earn myself.
I'm thankful for that.
I have a reason to hold my head up and be proud of my accomplishments.

I was born,...

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I live in Tucson, in a trailer court on the South side
All Mexican, except for me the old Gringo
I speak Spanish, can get along with most anyone
With all the Mexican border drugs, things can get wild
I am getting old and taking things slow
Was sort of...

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We were sisters, but more like Cinderella and the ugly sister variety ...
and of course you always made me feel like I am the ugly one!

I’ve done so much for our parents for years
but you got all the glory ... and the privileges
A house, private...

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Tears of joy flowed down the mother's eyes
When she held the emaciated baby in her arms
Looking more like a skeleton than an infant alive
Two frail pounds of flesh, God's alms

She saw a survivor in him, as he lived through the night
She fought alongside him, it...

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With none in my infant's mouth, I was born
Even though a big silver spoon I craved
Of an affluence, I was left quite forlorn
Hence, contentment without the spoon I craved

For myself, a black wooden spoon I made
Spooning my mouth with every contentment
Said I then to my...

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Pushed her womb from North to South
Born with a silver spoon in my mouth

I cried and cried and had swollen eyes
Surprised to see, my mother still smiled

Played a lot in her arms
Entered a life full of charms

Believing in all fairy tales heard 
Had my own...

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Siddharta Gautama Buddha
born with a silver spoon in his mouth, tired of reading sutra
awakened to the fact, fine clothes were uncomfortable, impairing 
sat under a tree, contemplating the spiral of existence while navel staring...

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Tried writing stuff of a serious nature
Just knew it wasn't for me
Dabbled a bit but I just couldn't hack it
A humorist is all I'll be

It's not exclusive, still write about love
Some about conflict and war
But I'd rather write about a sorry dude 
Slipped on a...

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Fight the world
Why do we keep struggling? 
Why do we keep hustling? 
Why go through the hell of living?
I keep asking myself all this....

Although I was not born when they claim things was easy but even as easy as it was then, life was still...

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I’m a "soldiers" girl,
Not the "soldier" you probably think
My "soldier" is a street soldier so to speak
This life does not allow us to be weak

A soldier of his kind takes a strong soul and mind
A color and a  group of guys is what completes...

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Many are born with a silver spoon in the mouth
Some are just not happy of their birth
If one rightly thinks of how time flies in south 
You will be grateful for thy breath 

Keeping all hope only in enjoyment 
Is a scam to blindfold one...

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Hippy, could I say? Or rogue, rascal or roughneck?
Who, his and lives of others, does knowingly wreck; 
These are 'born with a silver spoon in the mouth', sure,
In their mind and heart, yet, are these noble and pure...?

Though looked respectable, in verity, spoiled brats, 
They...

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The ladders by which I shall soar
And the uncoursed peaks I must tour,
Are set before my gaze;
A complex and baffling maze.
For this I need my paths well to know:
That I'm not the son of a knight,
And I was not born with a silver spoon in...

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The world we live in is troubling to our eyes and ears.Tring to survive is harder then we have ever known.If we were not lucky to be born with a silver spoon in our mouth then it is even more harder.Just to get by paying...

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Why?
Why ask why?
Does it make a difference?
Do you even care?
Or could you care less?
Who is to blame?
Who made this mess?
Why is the sky blue?
What makes you, you?
Why was I born poor?
Why was she born with a silver spoon in her mouth?
Why do I have hips...

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