Best Poverty Poems

I turn my head, and there she is once more
in her disheveled, worn, and tattered dress,
one pew behind me near the exit door-
she sits head...

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Alas
how they suffer
poverty seeds disease 
like a puddle breeds mosquitoes - 
the sickly buzz is everywhere..

the dirge of the drudge 
nowadays damn near everyone in...

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You're worthy of love

I see the scars, you're hiding deep within
they're not visible, upon your skin
you don't even know, how you could begin
to feel worthy...

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You see us everywhere you go
Every corner of your street house our offspring
Every bridge in your city has become our refugee camp
We are the people...

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Soul progress
     back field in motion
The guff
     Chose, chose, live grow leave!  GO!

Leapt from heaven's gold
Jump...

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In the late 1970s, I was going home on a Friday evening,
and needed a little more fuel in my truck, 
enough to get back to...

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Grit in her eyes beaming fortitude of vibes
Powers her dash from one end to the other
Handing out drinks: brandy, whiskey, beer;
Serving high rollers and surly...

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Poverty and hunger are bedfellows.~ The Poet~ 

Alluring, pleading
Yet it will burn,
Pangs of hunger
Immanent yearn.
Desperate child 
So forlorn
For the poverty 
To which she was born.
Minds...

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So many times we see someone in need
Most walk by while they piteously plead
Plead for help that may not come
Plead for love because they have...

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And as the hills yonder 
Turned red from sunset rays
As darkness engulfed the valley
And the sweet sounds of birds
Rent the cool evening air

Our cows and...

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If wealth is now your blessing,
what then was the prayer?
Avarice, its goal possessing,
yet in penury, despair.

I see them often in the store
eyes ahead, regard for...

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The hideous and the humble
Blood peppers falling snow
As world hurtles to the tipping point
Life chokes on ignited air
Wrenching love from hungry mouths
Stars fall without sound
Some...

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If I ruled the whole wide world there's so much that I would change
I wouldn't be Mr Popular and they'd think me somewhat strange
First thing...

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The wind blows softly over the lonely,
The suffering think of themselves only.
A world of chaos, racism, and turmoil,
Utmost egomanias spoil our toil.

An old man groans,...

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God knows at times it don’t all come up Roses
And most days, these days life don’t work at all
Each road I choose keeps leading me...

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