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This is a short poems about the world of the rich and the poor.
Submitted:Apr 26, 2011 Reads: 136 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
The world is of many,
Young, old, rich and poor.
Yet some have no more than a penny,
But the rich still desire more.
Some have access to everything,
They are surrounded by maids and riches.
Yet most are surrounded by nothing,
And find themselves living under bridges.
Governments do the opposite of protect,
Greed and wealth run through it's veins.
The poor it constantly neglects,
Yet it charms them during untruthful campaigns.
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