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a truly free nation
cannot be an island of rich
in a sea of poor

quote by by John Celes
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I would rather belong to a poor nation that was free than to a rich nation that had ceased to be in love with liberty.

quote by Woodrow Wilson
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Heart Attack

The heart of our nation's had an attack.
Its beat has slowed right down.
No cardiac surgeon could ever fix
the problem that's brought it around

It' s been brewing for years like arrhythmia
with its on and off woes
that come and go with our nation throbbing
forgetting the promise of those

who told us we were the shining stars,
the land of the free and the brave.
While all along the heart of its people
becomes harder and harder to save.

The woes of this nation start from the top
where the money like blood circulates.
While the heart of our nation slowly bleeds
as the oil of the rich coagulates.

The middle class works the jobs that are left
and the poor are left in the cold.
The peacemakers of song and words they tell
are forgotten and lies are sold.

We are the surgeons who must fix the problem
or the heart of our nation will die,
never again to beat or breathe free.
Together we all must try.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Rich and Poor

In me a sense has felt like each,
One causes others to wonder of strange beliefs,
In a feeding are the poor,
Poor are the opposite of the Rich.

In this side of the valley,
The Rich are better at living,
In opposition to the laughter
Of the Poor.

Poor is not Rich,
And Rich carries no Wealth
Of Heavenly Times.

poem by Naveed Akram
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The Very Thing That Makes You Rich

My father told me, lying on his bed of death,
"boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self
'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand
And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor
The very thing that makes her rich will make you poor"
That's right!
Well, i put you behind the wheel of a deuce and a quarter, yes i did
Had you living like a rich man's daughter, yes i did, i sure did
While you were living high on the hog
You had me down here scuffling like a dog
Well, the very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
Don't you never ever make such a bad mistake
You know i'd rather climb into bed with a rattlesnake
Then to work hard every day bringing that woman all my pay
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor,
Makes me so damn poor
The thing that makes her rich makes me poor
The very thing that makes you rich make me poor
Very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
Makes me so damned poor
Money won't change it, no no...

song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Country Gentleman

Country gentleman walked a crooked mile,
Got our money in his pocket.
Did it all with a very handsome smile.
Now, he's livin' it up in a great big office.
He ain't a-gonna help no poor man.
He ain't a-goona help no poor man.
He ain't a-gonna help no poor man.
He's just gonna help his rich friends.
He ain't a-gonna help no women.
He ain't a-gonna help no children.
He's just gonna help his rich friends.
Country gentleman, we see him on T.V.,
Glad handin' folks and chattin' to the nation.
We never knew what really to believe.
Just word upon slogan with emotional connection.
Chorus:
He ain't a-gonna help no poor man.
He ain't a-gonna help no children.
He ain't a-gonna help no women.
He's just gonna help his rich friends.
And in the papers all we'd ever read is
So and so big-shot signed his resignation.
Now, country gentleman he wants us to believe
That he's kind and honest with the best intentions.
Chorus
Country gentleman, now there's a bird that flew
High above his nation, prayed on its weakness.
Picked our bones and threw it in his stew.
Thank God he went back to California.
Chorus

song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Forget The Cost

Multi-million dollar
Exploration into space
While in the name of progress
This planet's laid to waste
Nation takes on nation
And is stepping up the pace
And someone's got his finger
On the button.
(chorus)
Forget the cost
We've got to choose
We're running in a race
That we can only lose.
Rich is rich and poor is poor
And never the twain shall meet
East is east and west is west
And only one shall eat
The microchip has come of age
And man is obsolete
And someone's got his finger
On the button.
(chorus)
Forget the.......(etc)

song performed by by Ub40
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The poor rich

Who is poor rich? Who is rich poor?
A lone duck among swans is poor rich.
A lone swan among ducks is rich poor.
Each circle has either of one in it.
30.05.2011

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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New movement

I can't believe! ! England,
For poverty how can She stands.
The land of liberty and dignity,
Where are identity and humanity?
The poor become poorer,
the rich become richer.
Oh bad capitalization is in top of civilization,
Allah helps the poor in every nation.
If the poverty were a man, i 'd kill
Omar 's dictum curing for the ill.
The rich must help the poor
To have no envy, make the heart pure.
We respect you! ! England,
Rising humanity, you put a hand.
We don't go to the black ages,
when people put in cages,
Where they escape in caves.
We are at the era of enlightenment,
The revolutions are everywhere in new movement.

poem by khaled Elbalishy
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Liberty or Naxalism

When virtues become vice
Divide and rule become device
When relations don't matter
When chatting turns into clatter
When the rule of land is misused
People become unwilling to mend
When rich become unkind
And poor are left behind
When rich enjoy luxury
And poverty is made mockery
When the bounty of nature is not shared
In dealings and actions poor less cared
When voice turns into silence
Subdued by power and dominance
Poor express their desire
Not through voice but gunfire
The poor now no longer plead
Bullets make them bold and they lead
Revolution for their right
Marching ahead, waging a fight
System that creates perpetual poverty
You may call revolution or their liberty
You are free, free citizen of a nation
Free to sense or reject the notion

{Written on understanding the issues and problems of the Naxalism in Indian states primarily dominated by the tribal people of people with low per capita income. The poem tries to trace out the root cause of the rising Naxalism or Maoism.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल'
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= =============15 May 2012===============

poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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The Damet world

Poor dog

Walking

On the street...

Rich dog

In side

The home

Sounded

Waa...wa...waa...

poor street dog

Also

Sounded...

Dog also

poor or rich...?

The damet world...!

waa waa
waaaa

Rich and poor dogs...

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Desert Island

Cast away on a desert island
Me and poor crusoe are sharing the same fate
Cast away on a desert island
With great britain written on its name plate
With my umbrella I go walking
Through all the sands on a building site
Across the shopping malls and motorways
Birds from heathrow fill the
Night with people flying to escape
Friday comforts me and says its pay day
Cast away on a desert island . . .
The game and coconuts is plentiful
You pick em right off of a supermarket shelf
And all the man-eaters are parked away
Down in garages
While their selfish owners drinking to escape
Lord of flies with cocktails in his conch shell
Dont rescue me, no
This is my home sweet home dear
Dont rescue me, no
I am far from alone here
Cast away on a desert island
Me and one nation are sharing the same fate
Cast away on a desert island
With great britain written on its name plate
Cast away on a desert island

song performed by by Xtc
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Tears of the poor

Tears of the poor are
The drinks of the rich.
Shedding of blood
Rich man's headache,
Poor men's justice.
Water is too cool
To bring forth your anguish,
Fire is the only solution
Drink fire to end your injustice.
Silence is lover's desire
Poor men's unbearable pain.
Din is the only right choice
To put forth your demand.
Dew is the conspiracy
Hatched between the rich and the king,
Morning is the 1st step
Of that poor men's sufferings.

poem by Abdul Wahab
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Are you rich?

Because parents are rich
I am not rich.
Because brothers or sisters
Or in-laws are rich,
Because own children are rich
I am no richer.
Unless I myself am rich
I cannot be rich.
Too late to understand
And hence poor I went.
Agartala

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Wonder How Soon All The Wars Would End

I wonder how soon all the wars would end
The promoters of them to the front could we send
And the blood of the rich to be spilled for thee
So the laboring classes can be free
To write their own destiny.
I wonder too how many would fight
For the freedom from want of the poor
The rich man's son stays in school
And the poor man's boy takes the lure.
The churches can't help for they compromise
God's on our side they say
While winking their eyes
And the ignorant kill for a cause no one knows.
It's been said man's meant to be free,
Now I ask you freedom from what?
Is it freedom to cheat
Or freedom to lie
Or freedom to live in a hut?
No man is free far as I can see
Because of his passion's desire.
It's not right for men to fight
Or women their bodies for hire
I could continue for hours on end
To express, expound and rehearse
For man to arrive and still be alive
To realize the truth of this verse.

poem by Erick Thorin
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Little By Little

Poor man's anger rising.
The ostrich hides his head.
Soon the red blood will be boiling.
And blue blood will be dead.
While we say.
(chorus)
Little by little by little,
And stone by stone.
Rich man's mountain comes crumbling down
Poor boy sleeps on straw,
The rich boy sleeps in bed.
That fat boy fills his belly,
My poor boys's a dead,
While we say.
(chorus)
Little by little by little,
And stone by stone.
Rich man's mountain comes crumbling down.
The rich man drives his car past,
The poor man on bare feet.
That rich man do get what he wants
The poor must know defeat,
While we say.
(chorus)
Little by little by little,
And stone by stone.
Rich man's mountain comes crumbling down.

song performed by by Ub40
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Tears of the poor man (alternative version)

The tears of the poor are
The drinks of the rich,
Yet the shedding of blood
Is the rich man's headache...
And what of the poor man's justice?
In truth, water is too cool
To bring forth your anguish!
Fire is the only solution!
Drink fire to end your injustice.
Silence is each lover's desire,
Yet the poor man's unbearable pain.
Making a din is the only right choice
To put forth your final demand.
Dew is but the conspiracy
Hatched between the rich and their kings,
While morning is but the first step
Of each poor man's sufferings..

poem by Abdul Wahab
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The Tears Of The Poor Man

The tears of the poor are
The drinks of the rich,
Yet the shedding of blood
Is the rich man's headache...
And what of the poor man's justice?
In truth, water is too cool
To bring forth your anguish!
Fire is the only solution!
Drink fire to end your injustice.
Silence is each lover's desire,
Yet the poor man's unbearable pain.
Making a din is the only right choice
To put forth your final demand.
Dew is but the conspiracy
Hatched between the rich and their kings,
While morning is but the first step
Of each poor man's sufferings...

poem by Denis Martindale
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Africa Today

Where is Nationalism, Solidarity, Socialism?
All I see are the Civil wars, we are fighting
together for power, demoralizing our people.

I'm talking about Dictatorship, Autocracy,
Despotism, Monocracy, Where is the Freedom,
independence, Equality, Self Determination we
fought for.

Could Nkwame Nkrummah, Jomo Kenyatta,
Kamuzu Banda, Joshua Nkomo have imagined
that Africa would be like this after they fought for it?
What would they be thinking when they see Africa like
this, deteriorating in our hands?

We are free but our minds are still in chains.
Where is African Unity?
We are allowing the lines of the borders to separate us.
We are fighting together African against another
African What for?

Where is generosity, kindness, charity?
The poor is poor and rich is rich.
What is this jealous and selfishness in Africa today.

Africa the land of minerals, wealth, multicultures
now is the land of poverty, civil wars, political crisis.
They call us the Dark Nation now we are proving
them right, because of this barbaric behavior.

Africa my land 'let us bring the spirit of solidarity
back to us just like Nelson Mandela when he says its
all in our hands it depends to us.
Let us hold our hands together and pray for our Nation,
may God bless Africa...Amen.

poem by Kholekile Monakali
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Poor Folks Town

The work is hard and the hours are long
The money aint much but we get along
Were rich in things can give
That cant be bought with a dollar bill
So, come on down
Have a look around
Rich folks livin in a poor folks town
We got no money but were rich in love
Thats one thing that weve got a-plenty of
So come on down have a look around
At rich folks livin in a poor folks town
We got no carpets on the floor
Weve got wall to wall love
Who could ask for more
We got no big fine things to show
Just a place to watch our children grow
We got no big fine fancy car to drive
And no fancy clothes to keep in style
What weve got were payin on
But its mostly love that were livin on
So, come on down
Have a look around
Rich folks livin in a poor folks town
We got no money but were rich in love
Thats one thing that weve got a-plenty of
So come on down have a look around
At rich folks livin in a poor folks town
Weve got a little simple church nearby
And the promise of a mansion in the sky
A heart of gold a million dollar smile
And a one way ticket to paradise
So, come on down
Have a look around
Rich folks livin in a poor folks town
We got no money but were rich in love
Thats one thing that weve got a-plenty of
So come on down have a look around
At rich folks livin in a poor folks town
So, come on down
Have a look around
Rich folks livin in a poor folks town
We got no money but were rich in love
Thats one thing that weve got a-plenty of
So come on down have a look around
At rich folks livin in a poor folks town

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Sonnet: The Rich and the Poor

The rich become richer and the poor poorer;
This is the way in which this world goes on!
Men may become suddenly rich, not born;
A rich man turns suddenly a beggar.

The few pennies are snatched off from the poor;
The brunt of taxes are but borne by them;
They can’t make both ends meet by any sum;
The rich hoodwink the taxman- their brother!

Will the world treat people alike ever?
All men are born unequally today;
Yet, if it happens, ’twill be a wonder;
No matter what you do, things happen this way.

The rich become richer not by real work;
The poor become poorer though they hardwork!

poem by John Celes
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