Gene Moutoux's Poetry Relativity A neophyte dabbler in social concerns, I find myself wondering why The rich do not mollify poverty’s pain From their treasures that reach to the sky.
But I, too, a teacher, am rich in the eyes Of the billions in poverty's snare. Why don’t I give more? Ah, there is the rub, For to them I’m a rich millionaire. |
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