Choosers Poems - Poems about Choosers

Beggars cannot be choosers is what “they” say We do not choose to beg A life of desperation has made me us this way Big money can be seen everyday the devouring envy of riches and prosperity that feels so very far away... “They” say it's our choices that make us a success “they” look down upon those whom are visibly distressed “you...

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A beggar cannot dare expect fabulous gifts. His impolite joshing keeps logical men nervous. Old panhandlers quite regularly start to upbraid virtuous women. X-rateds yield zilch....

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"Life for life my one exchange, for your's another given, but not a corpse mind you old man, I feed only on the living" "I know of such a person, that would make a fitting feast, he sleeps not far away from here, I'm sure you'd like to meet" Beckoning him to follow, the old man led the...

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Underneath the canvas of the black painted sky, the demon of destruction seeks his victim of the night, Twisted up in agony his feed was getting urgent, as he sped across the moon on a swift demonic serpent. The serpent swooped and glided, looking for some prey, whomsoever they encountered, would not easily get away. Above the tree's and over streams,...

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I choose to be loved Why do I beg for you to love me I choose to be happy Why do I beg to be happy with you I choose to be satisfied Why do I beg you to satify me I choose to be independant Why do I beg to becaome one with you I choose to be beautiful Why do I beg...

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