God Poverty Poems

This is what the wicked are like— always free of care, they go on amassing wealth. Surely in vain I have kept my heart pure...

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Toys in the bloody
Dirty and occupied streets
Children are screaming.

Babies are cold dead
B 1 Planes are bombarding
Poor dead civilians!

Bloody streets
It is Hell on Earth
No Heaven.

Human beings
Are...

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My Yuletide joy is
To feed poor and hungry ones
Come in from the sleet
The parents humbly thank God
Children sing the song Noel...

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You hurt, poverty, but i don't hate you
You have mental illness, and misery and pain are your diagnosis 
You're an issue in life! unbearable in...

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Water is essential to everyone
All species need H2O to survive
No one can live without this weapon
A dehydrated lion will die in
Minutes without any type of...

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Transitions and Contrasts: Just like the Seasons
Scorching, sweltering, drying, draining
The Candle of the Sky, now a supernova
Chirping birds cry out for drops of draught,
The strays...

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Everybody desires something from our beloved Haiti.
Everybody is stealing from our embattled country.
The same individuals or goons, who are complaining,
Are the ones conniving, backstabbing and...

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december fields 
it only rains in these fields in december
for xmas is crying never comes here
people are too poor to care
for a fake invisible sky...

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In the bleak night, ‘pon lonely street of Capitol Bye Pass,
Mine stomach’s growl, louder than thunder’s clash,
Mine lips, pink and cracked like parched earth’s skin,
I...

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I cannot count the physical bridges that I have crossed,
but there are two that I have crossed repeatedly over a
period of 40 years. My two...

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First, settle your differences 
    with those whom you love
  Pay any debts you owe
    down here or...

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We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness.  God is the friend of silence.  See how nature-trees,...

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The poor are lazy, languid, and loafing – the rich rut,
Is this why many people of my nation have no hut?
Isn't the concept: every rich...

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Poverty-
Now you are knocking the sophisticated door of poetry
Like the day-breaking light you have touched everything
Filed to wood, pond to port, road to road your...

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Where will tomorrow take us
Only God alone can tell
A brighter future a cloudless day
Or an earthly living Hell 
How much of its our doing
How much...

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