Cease Poverty

By Karyl Cambel

A poisoned misfortune stuck in the wound

It ceases those of needing the fortunate

It’s regrettable to leave those behind that need support

Penury is nothing but a massive fret

Amidst this abysmal cosmos

There you are existing adroitly

Though insolently abusive

You became famous with your power

Where would they turn?

What happened to the atonement?

Were they consumed by the sin?

The wrongs without no right?

What can you get from buying rubbish?

Does this rubbish worth it?

Why don’t you donate it?

Donate what you have to those in need

Those who suffer are in so much fear

Those of injustices are source of unfairness

We need others to heal the issue

When there’s no poverty, the unfortunate will feel impressed

Penury happens to be anywhere

Those who swim in money need to give

We deserve equality and justice

To create a better world to live