They do not know what it feels like to be financially down
Like the poverty stricken battlers of the poor side of the town
And they never had to try to sleep hungry at night
On a park bench under a wintry sky in the faint starlight
With their wealthy mates in expensive restaurants they do dine
And they only do drink the most expensive wine
And for the poor of the town one thought they do not even spare
They believe that their money is for them for to keep and not for to share
And they believe that their good fortune in life is only their due
And that in life some must lose for others to win they believe to be true
And that those who are poor for how they live have only themselves to blame
Lack of empathy and unkindness in ways much the same
And since where they live poor people they never do meet
What would they know about life on Poverty Street?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think they know I've never understood why people of below average intelligence which of course are poor, choose to keep bringing children into the world, to stay poor. Mine being my ex was still very intelligent and though her mental health issues up until now we're never addressed. That picture that you see of me with my only child a daughter, I had at age forty five and paid off the house she lives in before we had that child. People who are poor for the most part are poor due to a lack of intelligence, discipline, drive and ambition while staying within true human moral standing. Nice write I usually don't leave such a detailed comment.. iip