Christian Poverty Poems

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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How can I say what is on my heart
A heart that grew up on a farm day and night
It beat with respecting others
Our black neighbor...

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Some days it gets to me
Requests for prayer, currency
One can try quiet neutrality
But stories are hard, dependency

Here: crystal, Meth, Tik, or glass-y
U pray today, they...

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Degrees of Poverty

“How will my vow of perpetual poverty
Cure the absolute poverty-stricken?
Or shall I give to the relative poor,
So they may exercise a standard of...

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More connected 
by dollars than faith
the poor attend the
 Universal Church of Poverty

Christian or Jew
Hindu or Muslim
the altar when barren
—leaves God undeclared

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2022)...

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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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Homelessness
                        ...

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Clamor for food security prevails
midst scarcity of basic necessity
such confronts the world; oh, poverty ails.

Though there’s great Source, supplies demand high sales 
inequality reigns, buttressed...

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There were widows in Israel… It was to none of Humanthese that Elijah was sent, but only a widow in Zarephat in the land of...

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When the rich made gifts to the Temple
two coins from a widow did resemble
   all that she had
   to keep herself...

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The puppet masters plot and weave, when first they practice to deceive
From Bush to Bush the fire spreads, a wildfire born from the Great Beasts...

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What Good Are Our Tears?
by Michael R. Burch

What good are our tears?
They will not spare the dying their anguish.
What good is our concern
to a child...

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Empty Glass 
Stained

The house is empty. 
The dogs...
are barking again. 
This happens, 
and.

It is left hanging there, 
for a reason. 
The word...
Says little and less,...

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Fidgit Christmas Jitters

I want to write about Christmas cookies, 
Angels that hang on the tree, 
and look at me…
then smile.

I want to write about Mistletoe,...

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Tribute to “The Tenement” Documentary 

All I know is fix’ n
Sweep’n and mopp’n 
Wash’n
And dust’n
I reckon, I’m the only one doing work around here 
I...

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