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You do not need a second job My mother used to say But ma I’ve got this mouth to feed And bills I’ve got to pay.      Isn’t one enough for you To land you on your feet?
I no longer need my mom’s help Phone bill and food all paid off by myself Ordering at least three pairs of shoes My mom now doesn’t have a single clue  
What did I say? did I mean it that way?  I'm forgetting something  tell me please  before I start remembering The pain to me is numbing  and I didn't mind forgetting  but the memories are bringing back  the reasons for forgetting  even though I sa
Why Money Why   Stop making me cry Don’t you understand I just want to say goodbye My emotions are at an all time high Why Money Why   You’re never there for me when I need you
There are those that stand upon the hill Getting everything yet lusting still Then there are those upon the ground Getting nothing making little sound
Dear mother,   You were naive, and young, and not ready for any of this. But you wanted this. You wanted this, unprepared. Blinded. I was handed off,
I’m from a small town, lonely and lost, my dysfunctional family, with a lost hope in humanity, growing up with so little, so little to love,
Just have fun Would have begun  If my worries didn't leave my mind in a blurry A flurry of bad thoughts Sad thoughts of me claiming its my fault I fall and default to ending it all Nothing smooth
Once upon a time a wolf attended a school a school that was considered to good for his  kind a school were only rich little pigges could spend time but the wolf was smart and the school let him in 
1. I saw a tomorrow bright and beautiful; where the lion roared and kept quiet for the purrs of the cat to be heard, And the rich and the poor ate from the same plate,
Land of the free and home of the brave. We take the world's pitiful and their worst. Freedom and happiness is all that we crave, The poor, however, are forever cursed.  
Who am I? Who are you? What are we? I love you  and you love me but we are both trapped in our imminent dreams. As different as we are our dreams are one in the same.
I never really understood life This constant process looking for a drive Not taking in what was achieved  But looking at the future and old please  I learned that life is a game Some people more constrained 
A'int rattling no coins, I'm workin', I'm on my way. Not on display like some toddler,  Gon' make someone proud today.   Dancin' in the fire like a greedy moth, I'll take the heat, I'll eat the flame, 
(Businessman Perspective) Cold and hungry as I tried to find a place to rest, I finally see a small warm cafe at the end of the road. I started to jog and cross my arms in front of my chest,
I am greed, want.She is need, lack. I am anger and frustration.She is hope, tenacity. She is yellowamidst the grey that I'm become. But I am success, money.And she is poverty, dust.
"These strings are heavy  These strings are poor It's me they steady As they close the door I hate these strings I hurt, it stings To desert my meaning."  
Wandering around the street Looking for something to eat Asking for money But they didn't give any   The cold, polluted air Sticks on my hair Nowhere to stay I don't know what to say
All we own All we want We forget What we got   This stuff Not worth a penny It’s all loss See the reality   You can take my money Take my stuff
I am, Broken Shattered behind how my education Deprived me of all hope of a normal life What is normal though? Normal for me Is waking up in the middle of the night Drenched in sweat, 
Late at night sipping coffee bleary -eyed.   Can't take anymore of these endless searches. My computer screen it dances it blurs as I blink.   My life.
 
Let us go you, and I. To the land of the free Where freedom sways in the quenched air Or so they say.
As I sit at my computer and think to myself, how can i make college happen,  i've got no money on my shelf, change in my pocket is replaced with nothin'.   Everyone tells me my dream school won't accept me,
through car windows
I promise to help you when your down.
Come listen to my truest thoughts and my truest feelings. While we are die-hard living there are people that are shining and people that are crying.
My name is Jacob I dont wear make-up I am a man I dont live in a van   I need money For my honey I see fog I need a job   I am special I like to wrestle
In a silent night, In front of the cold computer's screen,
Bill Buxley was the richest man you’d see. He had stacks and stacks of money. He bought furs, cars, houses, and clubs, Tigers, casinos, shoes, and Persian rugs. But he was a vain man, never willing to share,
Daddy, do you remember when I was young and I'd run to you with all my problems? You always promised me that you'd do anything to make me happy, You didn't want to raise your children the way you were raised.  
A life full of regret is the wrong attitude The remorse, the emptiness, the solitude. Dont crater, don't break You are made to bend Just continue to smile, my love to you I send
   I just want to thank you for the chance to tell you about who I am and what I’m trying to accomplish. I’m assuming that even if you didn’t ask me, you must have wanted to know who I really am?
He has no home she has no water he's cold she's hungry  
My dream job is not  too popular, but one that completes me. To feed the poor, clothe the naked, share some water if need be.   It calls me when I see the homeless.   It calls me when I feel hungry.
We often ignore the poor and the hungry. Because we never give thanks for what we have.  If we can't appreciate our own things, How can we help others in need? The saddest part of it all,
Summers filled with
Rich people have 2 houses, boats, expensive shoes, and an unnecessary amount of food.  
ending it all horribly. brought down,  Our world will be in ruins If there isn't anyone,
Sweeping dust in the factory coughing out pollution casually making shoes for kids in the west each hour getting paid ten cents there is a woman in somalia each day she faces insomnia
In hard times as these Life has a strong cost. To be begging on your knees, And all hope to be tossed.   I too, was the child who longed see a meal. I saw lavish spending from a friend.
In hard times as these Life has a strong cost. To be begging on your knees, And all hope to be tossed.   I too, was the child who longed see a meal. I saw lavish spending from a friend.
In hard times as these Life has a strong cost. To be begging on your knees, And all hope to be tossed.   I too, was the child who longed see a meal. I saw lavish spending from a friend.
In hard times as these Life has a strong cost. To be begging on your knees, And all hope to be tossed.   I too, was the child who longed see a meal. I saw lavish spending from a friend.
In hard times as these Life has a strong cost. To be begging on your knees, And all hope to be tossed.   I too, was the child who longed see a meal. I saw lavish spending from a friend.
They told me to marry rich,to marry "up."But we could make plans to live in cardboard boxes on city streets lined with blankets and flowers. 
What if we were lovers? From the derm to the core? What if we were the shutters to Hatred’s Lore? Would we dance with the rays? Smile at the budding moon? And hate decay and ruin?
Tears, lies, gossip, and drama every day in my school... Rumors start simply because people think they're "cool". To stay out of it and avoid it is what I decide. I wouldn't want to be responsible
Mom's dream for child All coming true, but money The struggle, over.
A cold world Living in a cold world Seeing things you don't want to see
Poor Kids in Bangladesh   Poor kids in Bangladesh; sweat, tears, heat, fears. Poor kids in Bangladesh.  
I’m told I will never belong I speak and act equally as they I’m told I should go back home Home? But this is my home Countless opportunities will be lost All lost to a nine digit number
I like how you tell me,in so many removed terms, that I'm falling apart -- as if I don't know it's wrongto savor the scent of my sweat, or I'm not awarethat my house is the line
I am poor. I really need this Scholarship. Give it to me. -Romandul Santiago
Here and there, the unheard resides A face so unsual A face no one can describe A face, ignored Abandoned in the cold forest alone A thunder stops by and turns to the other side
Peeved delivery truck drivers Honk and beep at each other Grumbling About the nightmares of rush hour Over the harsh babble of cars   Empty beer bottles crack
Dark hair Frames her angular face Protruding cheekbones Paperwhite skin hiding lacy blue veins Dark eyes Follow me around the room Judging me Looking at me Wanting to be me
Why is it that Those of us that can’t afford A college education Are punished for trying? Why is the world saying Screw you For trying to get out And do more than our parents Grandparents
College is scary. It is also expensive. I need much money.
  I was born lucky. Poor, cold, and hungry. lucky. You can't go to college Lucky. Your grandmother committed suicide yesterday, Sobbing Your grandfather doesn't want to know of your existence
We sit on our cotton made, silk lined couches. We entertain ourselves by watching Hi-Def  TV on 62'' flat screen televisions, while eating a hot homemade meal, 
Life; funny as it may be; daring as it should Could not compare to this, or so it would All problems faced to the majority as a whole
i scrubbed violently at the grime on my skin filth dirt stain soot struggled to cleanse the grease out of my hair dirty oily unwashed
Open it up, see what it is, The gift wrapped in a plastic bag. Dirty hands, uncut nails tear at that plastic bag. Agreat smile comes, along with joy. That child, lonely and homeless,
Harsh and cold Is the shattered concrete Click clicking beneath the feet Of jostled ignorance   Heavily breathing Pant panting anxiety Beneath these metal ghosts  
I live in Texas weather, It’s way too hot for us. We always pray for rain to come, Then we always fuss. When it comes I’m unprepared And don’t know what to do… I’m undecided what to wear,
They say the world revolves around money. I think that you don't need money to be happy, but in order to be happy you have to be set financially. The world is too cruel to those who have nothing,
You bloom in the fire, you flourish in the sand,  You bring your village hope, and give them strength to stand. When all is gone, and you stand alone, You shine as a symbol,
The Dream Find it easy to get what you want Look there kids running away with apples that they just took away Does it seem as if people care
There is no greater felon, than that of the innocent bystander: He who sees... Does no wrong. Does no good. The person who witnesses pain and suffering and,
i take a trip to the beach at nightlet the sand pinch my toes and when the wind blows i get criticized for low eyes,
We sit idle upon our thrones, taking in our wretched domain. It's humor- ous how they scurry about as if it  mattered, running faster and fast- er, pain and anguish and rust.       How comical.
  Just Listen…     Just listen to the words I have to say ‘cause it just might make a difference to you and me  
The darker corner of Memphis, TN Where prostitutes take their positions among a sea Of honest workers and school kids waiting early on the MATA Just to repeat the process at 3 in the after-
Cut me open Lay me bare My beating heart I give to you Beneath these lights On this stage I flay myself before you Nothing is held back Nothing will be left In this small time
It feels cold here without you... Its funny how much a hug can do. Arms filled with warmth that surround you... However your hugs were more than a comfort... You not only handed me your heart
Jim
I used to meet you in the park. You had pride- you said. "This is only temporary. I'm looking for a job, Not living on welfare."
A bunch of scrambled words vomited it upon a page Gleaming with a contrast of feelings and opinion Some may relate to it some may not It could be about love or life or an activist though
when I was starving when I was left for dead when I was abandoned or
That one feast during that one time of the year That one moment when calories don't matter, we have no fear Across that one big table we can barely see Through that one turkey big enough for the entire family
You’re at a red light and a homeless man approaches you And you act like you have nothing when you’re sitting in your BMW
School is out of my budget But the rich love it The poor hate it Because I can't make it The rich laugh at my struggle While the poor support my hustle I live within my means
Is this what life is? Only the known ones Only the pure ones Can make it anywhere Only the divine ones Only the heavenly beings Are carried on feathery wings To the heights of riches
Life is hard When you're broke I have no credit card I feel like a joke I have no money But I want to go to school It's really not funny It's really not cool I need this Power Poetry grant
Beating to the core Towards a betrayed Soul Being pushed out into a sea Of blood and grief And yet no one shows empathy to those Who inhale these deadly blows
man you KNOW that ain’t your house on mtv cribs. I bet you don't even watch mtv. You and your girl each got like 3 kids, and both ya’ll together made less than 3 hits.
His skin looks old, brown, and wrinkled; scarred by the Mexican Sun; His wrinkles are a chronicle of his life-long Wisdom. His hands are rough to the touch; toughened by years of toil on the Fields;
History the past When did they invent the cash? That would stimulate economies And create a large gap In between the lines You cant read like "Between the Lions" You cant read the fine print
As so many others before me, I dream of a day where there will be no more debris Debris of the lost and lonely Debris of the poor and homely Debris of the beat and anguished Debris of the alone and languished
who are we to judge? why must we all be the same? i am making the claim that we are all different! live and let live stop judging and start giving give your time. give an ear.
Going to college has never been a matter of whether or not I'm going. It's a matter of where and why. But now I'm going to end up owing, More than my family has got kept, All the money spent just getting by.
“ Mother im bored” “go play a game” “ I have played them all” “ go watch tv” “ I have watched it all” “ go read a book” “ I have read them all” “Go to the store” “ I have bought it all”
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