Long Poorness Poems

we're going all the way down the road of fate      
Well-being depends on a collective plate.  
Our souls are laden with sorrow and debate,     
And...

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JUST CAUSE

Without cause, teachers, classmates, and neighborhood kids mocked at my pitiful station of poorness and entrenchment in painful shyness, calling me dreadful names that chipped away at my soul.

At my first job as a...

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I first met you in a bar,
After I admired your car
We were both so young and free,
I just wanted you to notice me.
As we danced to and fro,
You said that I should know,
That you never...

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And empty swing creaks
In Trinidad alone in the dark
The same one I swing her on 
Many years ago in the same park

It’s the first time I see it
Since I was twenty years
Just looking at it...

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That is the unbelievable love I wanted
That is the unrequited love I wanted

Amid thousands of pandemics or epidemics
you did never leave me 
In heavy rain, drought, and volcanic eruptions
even in strong earthquakes
you were steadfast forever
You...

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**Back smile/smile Back **

With your heads way up your :]ssa[: 
You will never accomplish the win
I got shots that will protect me from your rabid ways
After you fell into a non-stop falling disease, 
Your movements...

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On a day such as today
or any other numbered and limbered day
you may say to yourself that the birds are singing and the sky is blue.
It is you, however, who sing internal and ring eternal.
The...

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verse 1.   I will praise Him, in my darkness;
I will praise Him, in my wrong;
I will keep His voice ever still in my mind...

I will praise Him, in my sickness;
I will praise Him,...

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Difference

So many people, so many lives, 
Who lives in the north, or south
Others are in the east and west

Many people live in a rich country
Others in poor lands of the Earth
Of course, some are not...

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Bless me if you can with "all the things"
that all and all can make me everything
good and would make a livelihood.
Bless me if you can with the "power"
to light a life and spread the light
like...

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Train of thought 

I once saw a golden rose online,
It cost only £20.

For the lifetime of memories, 
kissed in gold,
It’s worth the price, isn’t it?

That rose would never wilt,
It would stand there,
Shiny and bold,
All that...

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NOTHING TO SOMETHING

I might be nothing
Though this nothing I am is made up of the most precious minerals,
But I am meant to be something.

I may come from nowhere
Though that no where I come from is...

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Today is the day we become husband and wife
Today's the beginning of our beautiful life.
Together we join our hearts to become one
Looking to the future remembering what we've done.


You have become the center of my...

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My life is like a movie
well in my eyes I can truly be the ruling
I'm the doozy, Uzi shooting through the rooting
super-computing, fusing routine, never will use these
suiting every few, cleverly blue
see who? me looting...

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SCULPTURED BY POORNESS
by Shyane A. Roa

One scratch, one peck as they fondly call me,
I am seen as nobody in the community
Yes, I am a beggar in the street
I am a woman who wears a dirty...

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Did a wonderful job indeed,
gave a justified twist to the taste.
Allowed the type writer
to type it's own emotions,
ball of events-it's own sequence of motions.

Still the concrete pillar
will erect itself-
eight-bent,nine-folded.
Marvels may swing and sail
like strings and...

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THE MONEY TREE IN THE WARLOCK’S GARDEN

Oh Poverty, Oh poverty, Oh poverty...
There is a money tree in the Warlock’s Garden.
Before you slept, you wish for a better way.
Your mother is sick and your father is...

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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...

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Bazaar,
Storing all a"s,the bazaar,
Of the three one is profit,
Bazaar like the heart of the township,
Supplying noise commodities to the ear consumers free,
A place buying richness and selling poorness,
Most of the sellers only with minds but...

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A poor and a patient in common in finding peace but their areas of need differ like wealth and health both standing for want of relief a patient to address in his sickness by a...

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