POVERTY
In this world that has so much
I've tried to understand,
Why some seem to have so much
And others must hold out their hand,
To beg a little crust of bread
To cry the whole night through
To toil in the noon days sun
So hopelessly and cruel.
To bear the burden of poverty
Is certainly no shame,
As long as you hold your head up high
And bear it with a grin.
To stand amongst the tallest of tall
To be the straightest of straight.
To abide your life by the golden rule
And you will know your fate.
So keep the warmth within your heart
And share your crust of bread,
And wear your poverty with great pride,
For it's the crown, upon your head.
I've tried to understand,
Why some seem to have so much
And others must hold out their hand,
To beg a little crust of bread
To cry the whole night through
To toil in the noon days sun
So hopelessly and cruel.
To bear the burden of poverty
Is certainly no shame,
As long as you hold your head up high
And bear it with a grin.
To stand amongst the tallest of tall
To be the straightest of straight.
To abide your life by the golden rule
And you will know your fate.
So keep the warmth within your heart
And share your crust of bread,
And wear your poverty with great pride,
For it's the crown, upon your head.
posted by EXSENO at 10:15 AM
2 Comments:
Beautiful thought exseno.
Poverty is in fact a poor reflection on who we are as a people.
I agree with the comment by Id above. We all can make poverty a history. Nice thought.
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