Poverties Poems - Poems about Poverties

...Progress of Pilgrims David J Walker Poverties refugees In portions of wealth for the making Sunbaked promises Cotton spun gold Such are the stories told For the taking In the sli......Read the rest...

...We are pushed in living And believing That world has changed And liberty is inked with golden page Go all over And you shall discover The practice of apartheid Very much strongly held......Read the rest...

...JUST WRONG Throughout my life’s journey, I chanced to see, Many things to this day that bother me, The things that chose the path of my destiny, the path of life towards my Philanthropy ......Read the rest...

...The hillock, the bell The swept terraces The swept minds. The white wood hall The reflecting pools The reflecting minds. The weedless gardens both in brain and curtilage. The temple gro......Read the rest...

...I think I recall way back in balmier lemon-delivery days, which already feel Golden Ruled and Ratioed and Elixired by comparison, when the Affordable Care Act was referred to as the Democrat A......Read the rest...

...In backyards of my history lies a tidal river of ebb and flow revolutions. These revolutions are normally no-news evolutions back up toward headwaters of crisis and opportunity, diastatic and ......Read the rest...

...This land was your land this land is their land yet sad is my tail of woe as people steal and gloat the Ottoman wealth was gained from the sale of Palestine's shore's The peasants of poverty ......Read the rest...

...In London A young woman walks the streets Laddered tights Swollen feet. Sells her body So her kids can eat. Is She the one to Blame? In Gambia A man so poor Addicts his children To Heroine To keep......Read the rest...

...I want to hide in the closet My heart jumps with fear I wish I wasn't here The arguing begins to come to an end Tears began to escape my eyes The shadow that locks my view Is so cruel and devious I......Read the rest...

...There are all kinds of poverty and no sin in being poor yet, beauty in its truest form always will endure. Disparity has its price to pay when greed becomes the lure. How we handle lucre, it ......Read the rest...

...A MINSTREL, OR A BARD, OUT OF TIME, IN A WORLD I DIDN'T MAKE(THANK GOD, I WOULDN'T WANT THE BLAME) THE POINT OF IT ALL IN READING OF HISTORIES OFT VIOLENT COURSE I FIND TRUTH IN PLATO, THE......Read the rest...

...Ghost, Of poverty. Sits upon a dusk chair, Secluded as a forgotten smile. Secluded as the pale rose, Beneath the dusk chair of, Poverties Ghost. Where words, Never, Leave the seclusion of t......Read the rest...

...Mortal: Why does one care about my well being. I am but one mortal in deaths keep. I am but one mortal in poverties garden. So why does one care ab......Read the rest...

...A MINSTREL, OR A BARD, OUT OF TIME, IN A WORLD I DIDN'T MAKE(THANK GOD, I WOULDN'T WANT THE BLAME) THE POINT OF IT ALL IN READING OF HISTORIES OFT VIOLENT COURSE I FIND TRUTH IN PLATO, THE......Read the rest...

...Moist brown rice bountiful bowl drenched in salt tears cold. Seasoned with the sweat of toil clean water sun boiled. Overflowing dish enough food a dream!......Read the rest...