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I am your worst nightmare
Robbing you of shelter
Granting you depression
And the burden of discrimination

You search for warmth in cold winter nights
The yoke of debt on your shoulders
I am the root of your famished teeth,
The shame of searching through rubbish for something to eat

I tear through innocent lives
Shredding relationships like a tiger with his prey
Hard to prevent and easy to stay
I can’t be chased away quickly.

In the blink of an eye I change a life,
It’s a robbery but not a crime.
I render paupers voiceless, humorless
but never timid
never hopeless.



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cornflower_glassThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Feb. 22 at 6:54 am:
oh, wow...this poem was simply beautiful. :( It speaks directly to the heart with simple, unpretentious, yet sophisticated language that really stands out. Love it! And thanks for making me feel a twinge of nostalgia on reading this poem...poverty is an experience that almost everyone goes through at least once in their lives, isn't it?:)
 
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ChrisJThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Feb. 21 at 2:23 pm:
This is so true and so sad, really good job!
 
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