Poverty — a short poem
wake up
wake up
wake up
see the mirror
a mirror
distorted
impossible to see clearly
poverty is there lurking
the underbelly of society
this mirror reflects
a systematic poverty
lurking
an ugliness that is ignored
constantly ignored
poverty
a grave injustice
it is indentured enslavement.
it leaves one no choice
but to work
any job
for barely any pay
our society
growing poorer and poorer
while the rich get richer and richer
and yet the psyche within the system
no matter what station
is caught in
suffering and ignorance
wake up
wake up
wake up
question this system
do you not understand
that
if we truly loved
our neighbors
our community
then there would be no way
we would let anyone
become destitute or poor
what kind of society are we
that we enslave
so many in our community
into death work and poverty
rather than truly
actually, care for one another?
the history of homo sapiens
is about community
sharing connecting helping
where there was no hierarchy
no need for material wealth
but a community together
living and surviving
there is no need to go back
but a need to move forward
in a different mode
a quiet that listens
a quiet that sees
a quiet that dissolves the distortion
and so the mirror sees clearly
what is
wake up
wake up
wake up
and so here
we see our brothers and sisters
and nature
as not fragmented or divided
but connected and whole
wake up
wake up
wake up