Least Read Poems About Poverty

Chasing Green

Done chasing green hoping it frees me

Focusing on living in the second

As you learn that time is more precious than

A bank account given to a grave

Traveling on a time chart setting goals that will be to suffering like a drop in the bucket

Money sits in misery surrounded by sycophantic bitches

Far away but in this world we live in

On a paddy field the climate water is rising

Young girl goes back to show her family she did her part

Daddy knows it’s not enough but he...

I hear you girl
I am your fall from the fifth floor
There is nothing to wait me on the ground
Because I do not wear a golden bracelet
On my forearm
I remember how we chuckled as children
On the terrace of our house
With nothing to separate us
I have only two questions in my head
Who invented the golden bracelet?
Why did you go that far?