Deep in poverty, penurious souls bless the world with their giving hearts/whilst the wealthy vulgarians fail to understand other beating hearts that share their home/the world provides all we will ever need/but the scavengers feed the wicked/leave the needy to wander above carcass bones/to share little to the many/this is not how it should be/if only we spent less time defining our worth by the paper in our pockets/and poured our human spirit into building a better existence/our daily ignorance is keeping us from unravelling the lies that poison our minds/we must rise up against tyrants/claim what is rightfully ours/this change could inevitably be/the worthwhile movement that could set us free
- EJ
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A Collection Of Poetry (EJPoetry)
PoesíaA collection of poetry that I have shared on different social media platforms. I will keep adding to this collection so add it to your library. Follow me on Instagram, Twitter & Facebook @EmmaJanePoetry.
