Disadvantaged Poems | Examples

Different People Are Beautiful

It's quite a vague choice for beauty
As no two are the same.
Over time society has dictated
The "norms" of life's game.

Sadly the result is insult 
Of "abnormal" types of personality,
A tick or how some dress
Or even clear disability...

But the beauty of those different
Is how, without a word,
They improve the outlook of society
And ensure others like them are heard.

Just tell the disadvantaged
That something, by them, can't be done
And watch how their determination
Transcends the doubts of everyone!

The different can leave a defining mark
Penned in to human history.
They can broaden horizons, soften hearts
Unravel complex mystery.

It's strange how difference is attractive
Yet still rejected or looked down upon.
If the so called "normal" stop embracing the different
Then humanity will have gone.

Limited Freedom Of Expression

Freedom is somewhat limited
In a so-called democratic society
At times, people cannot truly tell it like it is
People cannot vote freely
Without some restrictions or some stupidities
In order to weaken the disadvantaged
Even though the US first amendment guarantees
Freedom of speech, freedom of expression
To assemble peacefully, freedom of religion
Freedom is not what it is
It is not how it is articulated in the glossary
Freedom is relative, please
Do not say fire vociferously
Or yell gun in the theater
At church or in the street corner
You will be prosecuted
Freedom is not what it should be
It is not what the US Constitution intended
It to be
Freedom is somewhat controlled and limited.

Copyright © 2016 Logerie Hebert, all rights reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several books of poems.

Inclement

Inclement

Of course, skies are not always clear
our Inclement Mother – we give a pass
for the flowers and crops seem to outweigh
the floods and drownings – besides, we choose
where we reside and pray – even God disadvantaged
often by our resident churches.  Sadly, Love Offerings
are not so different, from other commodities: 10% or
be damned! Silver or gold is OK, even man’s processed
paper stand-in just as good...got to admit, a hell of 
a price to pay, if faith and community are in the same
pocket. I have no measure outside my heart...which I
try to keep open.

Raw Obsessions

The penchant of a national leader. 
can show malignancy in things he says;
things for which his mind needs a proof-reader.
Some tempers malign as rivals start to quiz
Views have drawn the cancer,  cacoethes.

A writer’s mania – cacoethes scribendi -
appears when terrorists write a manifesto.
Do over-engaged minds stage what’s trendy?
obsessive was the groove of the fluent Victor Hugo 
and fictional,  compulsive liar – Pinocchio.

Take Hugo’s masterpiece, Les Miserables.
With surplus words, intense cravings we find
yield lawless acts, theft, prostitution which rob
disadvantaged folk of their conventional mind.
Poverty's victims are prone to spell-bind.

A TRIUMPHANT JOURNEY

I envision triumph, a future aglow
A difference maker in academia's hallowed halls I'll grow
My primary years, a labyrinth of sound
English spoken, a nightmare that wrapped me around

My father's decree, a mandate to conform
English only, a language to adorn
But I was disadvantaged, a sibling apart
Their English-speaking school, a world that left me to depart

Then came Victory Academy, Isua Akoko's shining light
Where literacy and spoken English ignited my sight
I rose through the ranks, Language Prefect, a title I bore
Under Hon. Alabi and Mr. Oladokun's guidance, I explored

Today, I stand tall, a specialist in Education's noble quest
Literature in English and the language itself, I've mastered and possessed
My journey, a testament to perseverance and might
A triumphant tale of overcoming, shining with delight.

Never Give Up

Never Give Up
Miracle Man
11/20/2024

Each person is given
an allotted time from birth,
We use this time, dubbed life,
trying to prove our worth.

Many will become famous
accomplishing great things,
While the disadvantaged
dreams of living like kings.

Many face daily laboring
in the days scorching heat,
Grubbing out an existence
without shoes on their feet.

While the affluent thinks daily
of a menu’s choice of meat,
The impoverished is questioning
whether or not they will eat.

Each person does the things
of which they’ve been made able,
While one dines like a king
the other, crumbs from his table.

But each is held responsible
for the things in their cup,
Many can no longer persevere
and just simply give up.

Those Who Need Us

Those who need us

“Who knocks so quite on, the cloister’s, door
A poor waif from a land afar.”
The rest of the song is the miasma of years.

Many people in this world are born under
An unlucky star and seek a place of peace
Somewhere in Europa.

Europe is not too kind some strangers are
Needed to do low-paid work cleaning toilets
And vomit caused by those of plenty.

We call them criminals when they are 
Just like you and me, but disadvantaged 
Of being born at places of strife.

We have, no duty, but humanity 
To lend a helping hand because they 
Didn’t come to rob us but to work and live

There was a time when Europa was poor
Many went to bed starving; this can 
Happen again is all in the luck of the stars

Happy Freedom Day, In South Africa

Freedom was preached, 
Millions of South Africans waited,
Waiting for many years.
The regime was very
Hash to  some folks, 
And privileged the minority.
Disadvantaged people 
Cried yearly, 
No one cared for them, 
Discrimination and racism 
Were the major problem 
In the entire South Africa.
More black people were 
Tortured,
Shot,
Chopped,
Arrested, 
 Hung innocently.
Some freedom fighters 
Were put behind bars 
Due to fighting
For their rights.
The way was long
To reach freedom. 
Bright sun, moon and 
Stars appeared,  
The day and night 
Were so bright. 
Time for forgiveness 
Which was called
" National Reparation."
Some wounds could be healed, 
And damage fixed.
Some prisoners were released,  
Peace and love reigned, 
Rainbow nation 
Was born, 
And 
Apartheid died.
Millions of people sung," freedom"
Because they were now free to do things
They could not do from
Many years. 

April 27/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
      Mussabwa Chris

Charity

Your intentions are meant for goodwill
Your heart is as white as snow
Seeking to identify and bail out
For selflessness is your part
And opportunism is your sworn enemy
Like rain droplets
You come in plenty
Secrecy is not your portion 
Laying bare your desires is your game
Change is your other name
Since, impacting and changing lives is your goal
A purposeful road you careful lay
Indestructible by any weight 
But tramples on any form of obstruction
Seeking to limit your potential
Sieving your targets from the masses
Like chaff being separated from the grain by the wind
Out of the sea of humanity 
You avail those befitting your support
A ray of hope to the disadvantaged
You restore their will for survival
Reviving in them the spirit to fight on
Throwing in the towel is discouraged
Are you heavenly sent?
You give everything freely
Demanding nothing in return
You are our love
For you have created a space for yourself in our heart
Igniting a flame deep within our souls
Since we can hear shouts of your name
A beauty we wish to have known early
Forever, your memories will be kept alive
For your deeds are outstanding!

Freedom of Limited Expression

Freedom is somewhat limited
In a so-called democratic society
At times, people cannot truly tell it like it is
People cannot vote freely
Without some restrictions or some stupidities
In order to weaken the disadvantaged
Even though the US first amendment guarantees
Freedom of speech, freedom of expression
To assemble peacefully, freedom of religion
Freedom is not what it is
It is not how it is articulated in the glossary
Freedom is relative, please
Do not say fire vociferously
Or yell gun in the theater
At church or in the street corner
You will be prosecuted
Freedom is not what it should be
It is not what the US Constitution intended
It to be
Freedom is somewhat controlled and limited.

Copyright © October 2016,  Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.

Gangs In Our Society

Gangs in our society is a true fact
Intimidating and killing innocent people
Gang members are a menace to society
They breed and attract the criminal element

Gangs in our society are young and old
They sell drugs and commit carjackings
Asked for assistance from the politicians
Our voices not heard, fell on deaf ears

Gangs in our society begins in the home
Disadvantaged, coming from broken homes
Let us not condone and make excuses
Parents need to be more responsible

Gangs in our society, is society's problem
Adults must educate our young people
Family values, church and school is key
This my friends, are gangs in our society

Tree After Life

Mother nature’s trees shudder in the breeze,
Clothed in ashened sky,bearing angry eye.
The winds conversation with birds to flock,
Branches of two trees interlock.

Angry eye is sporting black,
The fight for supremacy notoriously back.

Rabbits and squirrels retreat with their fear,
As an audience of trees lean as they peer.

Returning bird to referee,
The elderly tree resumes paying his fee.
His younger capture boasting minus concern,
As he thrashes with heavy twist and turn.

Wind is bullying close behind,
The elderly tree disadvantaged,he finds.
He creaks and groans,bleeding his sap,
Gentleman of the forest lye dead in rivers lap.

Succeeding opponent standing proud,
As a silent applause was never so loud.

Wisdom now is all that remains,
As the woodcutter starts to sharpen his blades.
Tightened by rope in the woodcutters truck,
It’s not the end,he’s back in luck!

Now he’s sitting front of house,
In a swanky restaurant in London Town.

All admire as they prop,
If only they knew the story from the top.

As they sip their drinks with chatter,
A distant sound of trees will clatter.

Ignorance

Ignorance is not bliss.
Disadvantaged is what ignorance truly is.

Western Lowland Gorillas

Western Lowland Gorillas are listed as, critically endangered
and they are most numerous and widespread of all gorilla subspecies
They are found in the Congo Basin, that has been humanly disadvantaged 
and they in habitat, the densest remote rainforests, for their securities

Western Lowland Gorillas, are slightly smaller than their cousins
and have a brown-grey colour, with an auburn chest that looks muscular
Significant populations exist, in isolated swamps and swampy forests
but large numbers have not protected, the Western Lowland Gorillas

Their threats are poaching and disease, strongly decimating their numbers
by more than sixty percent, in the last twenty to twenty-five years
and they are hunted for bush meat, and captured to become human pets
 If all threats were removed, it will be 75 years for their numbers to improve

Living My Dream

Living my dream bereft of reality pressure
I zoom toward faith-venture’s pleasure
As a princess with eternal treasure
Sharing blessings beyond measure.

Being the daughter of a sovereign so powerful
I’ll advocate for our kingdom to be healthily beautiful  
Along the multiplication of loving families who are blissful
While enriching adoptive homes - united, willingly helpful.

Aiding special kids toward their transformation
I'll empower them and their parents for vision-fruition
Good dream is it to see disadvantaged children in great action
Effectively-driven to optimize God-granted function. 

Neither whimsical wish nor capricious fantasy
Being generous and caring is never a fallacy
Such actually boosts altruistic ecstasy
Smiting perilous selfishness' bankruptcy.

Living my dream, I’ll fulfill my heart’s delight*
With the Lord’s miraculous might
Doing my best in His wondrous sight
Shining bright; walking in the light.

*Psalm 37:4 Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.

October 11, 2019
3rd place, "STRAND SELECT D" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 2/5/2020.

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