Angel Poverty Poems

Humankind shouldn't despise its own,
let love be reaped after it's sown.
Many people's shelves sparse from
high inflation,
come to His table, all generations.

Who sits at the honored...

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Homeless

Tears sizzle-n-swelter
From the Arizona sun
While Mercedes, Bentleys,
And Porches proceed …
Homeless can’t … move on. 

Triple digit asphalt
Skin turns a crusty shade
Passer “buyers” ignore strife
Pass judgement...

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Poverty that made my spirit blow
There, from no one to borrow
Looking for something to swallow
But, nothing to eat even a willow

Left the house to implore
Stretching...

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Ashes and Thirst

Evil comes in all shapes, and all sizes. 
We have all heard this many times... before. 
But how truly large, or small can...

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The Flag

The white flag means to give up. 
It means to end every chance
of effort to stop what is about to happen, 
or what is...

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All 

As I look back these days, 
over the years that have gone by... 
faster than I thought they were moving
at the time I was...

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Endless Thirst

The world is shaking, 
but I am not. 
The world is afraid, 
but fear, 
feeds itself... 

The sky is blue, 
and the clouds are...

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Cake Mix

On the way home, 
I stopped at the store. 
I bought a cake mix, 
yellow, as they were out of 
chocolate and white. 

Yellow...

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Chess

Let us play a game. 
We will act like there are two sides, 
and the scales are even. 
I have seen the metal weights, 
they...

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I was a minister of the gospel, very happily living my life for the Lord,
Preaching the Word every Sunday, in the spirit of affinity and...

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An unsupplied Nigerian family,
Often cited in advisory homily
And likened to the ones in Galilee,
Though unable to mark its Golden Jubilee,
To God began a supplication,
Veritably a...

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Where dry walls turn to dust
they depart.
They enter as laughter.
They roost on struts and beams.
Rafters for each shinning feather
whether or not each feather is stiff...

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Wanton women of Whitechapel
Desperate and destitute
Weakened from want
Shrunken stomachs barren of bread
Dying from disease in dingy dosshouses
Selling themselves on the streets for shillings
to buy beer,...

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Woody structures
balance along the wind
gusts make the town
seem empty

No gas at the station
where to go?

One dreamer might fly
with its wings 
bent over the town
in the...

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Father God is rich
Eternally rich in Grace
Yet His Son was poor

Born poor for our sake
So everyone's good enough
To receive His Gift

Divine Poverty
Blessed are the poor...

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