Showing sad poems for tag "unjust"

Poverty

Walter William Safar

POVERTY

Oh poverty, you are swelling in so many bosoms now,
Like a heart thirsting for blood.
Like a black tear you are creeping into this rainy night

To cloak so many people in black.
When the copper bell tolls in the belfry,
You will be at the head of the funeral procession,
Like a judge to many prayers;

When many a silent tear is born,
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