The Poverty Of Being Poor Poem by Dorsey Baker
The Poverty Of Being Poor
Living poor
you go
to the places where
food you get
fresh or spoiled
you eat
your belly
starts to
beg for food
you obey the hunger
as best you can
walk the street
burdened
by the heavy weight
of poverty
without the sun
leaves wither
and die
and flowers
they also
need the sun
Wednesday, January 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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8/23/2025 3:15:23 AM # 1.0.0
the title itself is a poem