"The Many Types of Poor"

Another Lark

 

The Many Types Of Poor

 

Not Withstanding the Price of Time

People have but a bottle of wine

To look upon the world so bright

And lay upon the sidewalk at night

 

The city sees through blank eyelids

Avoiding the crime within

Responsible for the things profound

Lost to the thought of peoples sch grin

 

The suburbs grow a cancer well known

Bemoaned by those that can reflect

Property values drop despite

The illegal HOA's cause in flight

 

The country side dulls when bill's compound

Farmer's wonder their plight to grow

The Cities and Suburbs require their produce

How is it our country has such woe's

 

The Richest, Poor Country on the Planet

See the gaps grow larger

Middle class, Lower Class, Upper Class too

Never a copper between them

 

The Medicine of Hope

Comes Large in Dose

A Change of Lifestyle

A Change for the Best

 

We look for a new man both drawn and quartered

Every four years without disorder

The Kind we seek to solve our Hurts

Or take upon him the lies yet Shirked

 

Poor is our Charter and Poor our Wit

Yet Poorer the outcome to the ones on the street

Never an hope or care in game

Living out their lives in a country the same

 

 

 

Reviews

[Phibby Venable]

you always have the ability to make others think & i love the sharp
wit and strength of your words.

[Carole]

Very thought provoking write, Greg. You have made a lot of really great points here within this piece. Really feel convicted to pray for the future of our country. Thank you for the inspiration. God Bless, Carole

[Valentine]

Greg, sad but true..some typos but your meaning of what the US has done to itself is plain to see..I grieve for our country and all of the generations to come..May God bless America...PLEASE! God bless Valentine