Thursday, November 10, 2011

Poverty-stricken


Desperately poor are we who who live

Driven by hunger for things

Desperately poor, who do not give

Blinded by selfish wanting


Desperately poor; the heart, cold, vile

Turning a stone-deafened ear

To the anguished cry of mother and child

With no food or clothes to wear


Desperately poor are we who seek

Treasure of moth-eaten strings

Desperately poor, as fool-hearted thieves

Bound by the striving for things


Desperately poor, the heart enslaved

To temporal pearls of sod

Desperately poor are we who serve

Our things in place of God


Janet Martin


http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/2011-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-10#comments


http://www.aholyexperience.com/2011/11/when-you-are-in-desperate-need-of-hope/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+HolyExperience+%28Holy+Experience%29

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