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Poverty is a state of scarceness,
Quite different from richness.
A state that drives people to madness,
And love attains a level of dryness.
Poverty brings about anger,
People are forced to use a dagger;
To take the lives of their beloved brothers,
So as to quench their never dying hunger.
Oh how cruel poverty is to Mankind.
It makes people have double minds.
It lets greed creep into our minds.
Oh how the whips of poverty are not kind.
It brings about death,
To the lives of the kept;
Oh when will we reach our novelty,
And be free from Poverty.