Government wish
Poverty wane
This afternoon.
Run out of rice
I put bucket
Enough to eat.
Spring come must
Thrift amount food
Live within week.
Wish the debtor
Not come and lift
Pass usury.
Categories:
penury, life, money, political, social,
Form: Than-Bauk
Good n plenti riches abound
unreachable to gentle
hermit while aboveground,
human ship of state
fore'er stranded aground
only thru death do him part will
his grievous soul get spirited airbound
chokehold sensation ceased when freedom
against debtor's prison unshackled
humongous human corporeal being all around
to little monetary largesse
arrived too late to astound
pipe dream eternally left within background
jackass kippered, milquetoast pockmarked,
Goliath scarred, voodoo battleground
visible near completely bloody lovely bones
partly denuded flesh
buried shallow belowground
scouting, scenting, scrabbling
one after another bloodhound
clamors leaps and doth bound
nosing, trumpeting, yelping...
despite snout muzzled reinforced brassbound,
no deterrent grisly bared, limp, lifeless body
sacrificed at skull and bones campground,
despite decay tell tale
hunch unearthed mound
picked over remains evince sound
Categories:
penury, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Thy bread thee eat in mine presence,
Yet offer none that I may feed,
O pauper, as I, thine heart benefits none,
Thou hast been bitter towards me.
Dost not thence hold penance within,
That I giveth to thee poor rehearse,
And care naught of thy thunderous dread,
For I totter forth thro' mine sway.
Hear me! O gracious one; hear me,
I am dying, of hunger true,
From earth I wouldst be gone if thy worth is lost,
Unto heavens glory I beg...
I implore thee throw voice to front,
To mien of burning sunken eyes,
With poorest heart and intense despair,
O'er which treacherous strains are felt.
Thy light I sought in hearts deplore,
Whence thee dwelt on evil affairs,
But what yields there in this hideous madness?
Hear me! O gracious one; hear me.
Whereof the dreaming wilt be gone,
Thy mind thus shalt be indigent,
And abandoned of its guardian spirit,
Mere pauper as I then must rise.
Ceasing mine despair where I can,
A promise none should deny me,
For highest pride the road forth is paved,
Whither thy star voice shalt be heard.
Categories:
penury, dark, poverty,
Form: I do not know?
All the comforts that modern life bestows
On the human race across the seven seas
Despite advances in material acquisitions
We still live in penury that is not material.
Ample instances of powerful nations with
Abundance of wealth and material riches
And affluence kissing them in all exuberance
Do still live in penury that is not material.
The wealth that men accumulate in their life
For living in comfort and ease without strife
Do surely help in bolstering the exalted hype
But still live in penury that is not material.
All the progress achieved to make our life rich
Have miserably failed the mankind to realize
With vigorous efforts to reach the goal set
We still live in penury that is not material.
Those who understand the futility of riches’
Are the ones that lead truly a wealthy life
The rest though found rolling in affluence
Still live in penury that is not material.
Categories:
penury, philosophy, poverty, satire, truth,
Form: Free verse