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    Poets Against Inequality

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      He came only to bid them farewell

      For theirs is a world where ends do not meet

      She placed him on a cold shallow grave

      As if implanting him back to the womb of mother earth

      Not too far from her sight, no too deep to her reach

      She laid him to rest along with her broken dreams

      He came to a world so unkind

      Where thick dividing lines are long drawn

      He was not blessed with a silver spoon

      He came to live a little and die.

      Sofia Kioroglou, Greece

      He that is greedy

      Woe to those who get evil gain for their house

      and put their nest on high.

      You greedy narcissists, who will

      deliver you from the hand of calamity?

      Woe to those who have looted

      for they will be looted.

      He that is greedy troubles his own house

      Didn't you know that pride comes before a fall?

      Woe to those who are like wolves,

      tearing their prey and building their palaces by injustice

      Though they build their nest as high as the eagle's,

      from there, their cupidity will bring them down.

      Varghese Kuncheria, India

      There is a Sore Evil

      There is a sore evil soaring under the sun,

      The evil of inequality among people and nations,

      The profit of the earth is meant for all,

      But the riches are kept by a handful.

      The nature of man is naturally selfish,

      And the poor are oppressed and reproached,

      Lay aside all malice; let no guile be our guide,

      Let love and brotherhood be part of our DNA!

      To oppress the poor is to reproach humanity,

      There is a gap that becomes wider day by day,

      The gulf between the haves and the have nots.

      Refuse to hide your wealth in tax havens.

      Pay your taxes and make eternal savings,

      That moths do not eat or perish by evil travail,

      Honour all men, let not your heart be haughty

      Have pity on the needy, and honour your Maker.

      The struggle is the same; the UN has tried its best,

      So are the nations but you can make it happen,

      Neither slumber nor sleep till you sweep up,

      Inequality away forever from our lovely planet.

      The billions cannot add a day more to our lives,

      But it can add many more days into other’s lives.

      We all fade away like flowers that wither away,

      Let the horn of righteousness take bud!

      Kelly Kurt, USA

      Egalitarianism

      All men are not created equal

      Short, tall

      Weak, strong

      Privileged, disadvantaged

      Myriad differences

      No two the same

      These diversities should not preclude opportunity

      Education, healthcare

      A living wage, a voice

      Freedom, hope

      Respect

      Sixty-two people –

      Sixty-two people have more wealth

      Than the poorest three and a half billion

      Combined

      Squandered, under taxed, untaxed

      Wrested from the hyper-exploited

      Undeserved

      Disgusting

      Evil

      Unjustifiable

      Indefensible

      Unsustainable

      Correctable

      Agatha-Eliza Laposi, Romania

      The Collector

      These silent and bitter tears fall unseen

      forming a net, keeping the world

      in its tightness

      burning, giving birth to storms..

      Can you see the tears in a mother's eyes

      when she's told she's not strong enough

      to handle a 'real' job?

      Can you see the tears in a father's eyes

      when what he earns is never enough

      to feed his hungry child?

      Stranger.. But who are you to judge, to know

      Their pain is like those dark clouds

      that cradle the thunders over your head,

      lifting up in the sultry air –

      can also be told by the deep lines

      carved in their harsh, hard-worked palms

      or the cheeks scarred by their

      incessant tears, which dried up in vain,

      forever in a quest for hope, justice

      fairness and equality?

      Natchai Leenders, The Netherlands

      The Answer is 62

      I take pages from the Hitchhiker's Guide to Planet Earth:

      The answer to life, universe and everything else is 62.

      When 62 men own half of Earth's capital,

      the situation's as bad as Vogon poetry.

      All they want is trillions, all we want is Trillians.

      They have the golden tickets and bars in Inequality Street.

      It makes me depressed like Rickman's robot,

      fo' got the news turned me into a paranoid android.

      But hey, if we have no ideas, we won't be swatted like flies.

      No! Don't forget to bring a towel, a vowel, a consonant

      for constant contemplating of the cons of capitalism.

      Average Arthur couldn't make a dent in the system

      in which we're supposed to be model citizens: Ford Prefect.

      Even Deep Thought can't answer this question:

      Which Douglas will dominate? Michael or Adams?

      The restaurant at the end of the world only serves fat cats.

      "So long and thanks for the fish that'll never be multiplied.

      And another thing.. demo-cracies, don't panic!

      Money, the root of all evil? It's mostly harmless!"

      Edward Kofi Louis, Ghana

      Creation

      With the Blue Planet made for mankind;

      And Eve was made out of Adam,

      For peace, unity and love!

      To share and care for the earth,

      But mankind grew up into another form!

      Coming out with greed to collect everything to his or her side.

      The ways of creation,

      Beginning with equality;

      Then came inequality!

      With a division seen between the Rich and the Poor today.

      The muse of inequality,

      Of a big question in our minds today!

      With the muse of life, leading to hatred and war in many ways;

      Because, one gets more than the others on this earth.

      Water!

      Many are still thirsty on earth today,

      Even though, the earth is full of water.

      Money!

      Many are still living with less than a Dollar a day;

      Seen mostly in what is called "Third World Countries" today.

      Food!

      With starvation all over the world;

      While Many go hungry and, Few control the Wealth of the Earth today.

      Tapera Makadho, Zimbabwe

      Border of Inequality

      Not by croco and hippo

      That ply the Limpopo

      With tooth and maw

      Nor by corsair and pirate

      That lurk dene and wood

      With knife and saw

      They had eluded fang and venom

      Of adder and of viper

      They had survived cuff and baton

      Of sarge and of sentry

      They had dodged mugger and robber

      Pestilence, and wave of the sea

      They had crossed unscathed

      To the city of Babylon

      But they erred

      They docked their ship

      Far from the Port of Equality

      They were asked to sing King Alpha's song

      A song they could not recite

      A song they coul
    d not sing

      They met their maker

      In the flame and stone

      That consumed them

      Across the border of Inequality.

      Kenneth Maswabi, Botswana

      Mankind’s worst nightmare

      “And I saw a beast coming out of the sea

      It had ten horns and seven heads,

      With ten crowns on its horns,

      And on each head a blasphemous name”

      (Revelation 13:1)

      Inequality, the beast with many heads,

      Seven heads representing seven continents,

      Emerges from the sea of capitalism

      Nourished by the ashes of communism

      Drunk with blood from the cellars of colonialism

      Roams free in an unrepentant world

      Inequality, the beast with many horns,

      Breathes fire against the poor

      Wrecking havoc among the vulnerable

      Sinking them deep into the dark abyss

      Beyond the reaches of social safety nets

      Inequality, the beast with many crowns,

      Crowns created in the boardrooms of powerful nations

      Polished in the competitive world of capitalism

      Applauded by aristocrats

      Embraced by power hungry jackals in the bushes of Africa

      And by fire breathing dragons in the Far East jungles

      Pitting the West against the Rest

      The best against the worst

      The rich against the poor.

      Wilfred Mellers, USA

      Unequally We Stand

      Another victim of an unjust system falls

      Protected by ivory towers they build high walls

      Hands up without putting up any resistance

      Another bright light choked out of existence

      You can't run, you can't hide for they'll claim suicide

      Your life is wasted for blood they've tasted

      Hands up, face down, gunned down Mr. Brown

      Streets run red as a people being bled

      Ears now closed refusing to hear a word that is said

      To the fabric of time humanity we are the tread

      Children sacrificed to feed your insatiable greed

      Bent until broken bleeds the token seed

      Deceit spread like jam on wheat bread

      Negative the narrative imposed on the world widespread

      Gone the black lives matters truly many

      Enslaved we prayed to money for leaders we don't have any

      The great melting pot is not what we’ve got

      Speak your mind and you will be shot

      People being led by what they are told

      Racist beliefs they want to have and to hold

      Eyes wide shut while they are up to no good

      Vandalized and terrorized your impoverished neighborhood.

      __________

      Author's note:

      As a person of color I see inequality and bad treatment of people on a daily base, whether it is housing, education, jobs, legal affairs,.. Inequality and racism go hand in hand in America. I get so upset that I am a college educated man and yet as soon as I walk outside my door I am viewed as a villain by the system. There is nothing in America that is equal, but birth and death. Every day I see unequal treatment of people like me, by the police and the system. In my 53 years I have never experienced ‘equality’. You can tell it is a topic that I am very passionate about.

      Aphrodite-Anastasia Menegaki, Greece

      For the world’s one percent..

      Look at me, look me in the eye

      I’m the child with skin like coal

      With a hungry vulture waiting behind me

      And no one to stand beside me

      Take my picture show it to your people

      As they drink whisky, tell them we’re equal

      Tell them I died for their diamonds

      Look at me, look me in the eye

      I’m the child that worked at that scrap yard

      I’m the child that died on the rust of a wreck

      Cheap hands, no shoes, no parents left

      Somewhere far from you, a life theft

      Look at me, look me in the eye,

      I’m the child drown in the Aegean Sea

      For your wars made me a refugee

      Look at me, look me in the eye

      I’m the cheap hands you asked,

      The one behind your company’s mask

      I’m the child that died out of hunger

      I’m the mother who can’t hold her anger

      I’m the father who works each day

      I’m the soldier who’ll no longer obey

      I’m all the lives you’ve stolen

      I’m the people having no more to spend

      For the world’s one percent.

      Mallika Menon, India

      Weeds of Inequality

      I wish, if one day comes to..

      Proscribe worldwide atrocity entirely

      Omit the discrimination intensively

      Encourage and execute unity in diversity

      Thwart the gender pay gap effectually

      Restore peace through non-violence vehemently

      Yield a chance to stop many social bigotry

      Admix balance between the well-off and poor substantially

      Generate in us a well-tuned amity instead of enmity

      Aggregate all religions under one caste and creed invariably

      Inculcate each mind with meaning of equality

      Nurture new generation with expertise in creativity

      Serve the sick by ceasing hike in medicine cost so promptly

      Terminate terrorist with no bloodshed unanimously

      Impart equal rights to women as well cogently

      Negate curse of narcotics which leads to one’s non-entity

      Educate high and low classes to eradicate illiteracy

      Quell the crime of bribery on the spot instantly

      Undo malpractice of tax evasion systematically

      Advocate laws and rules that aid in human prosperity

      Lessen autarchy and fraud in politics stringently

      Inundate the underworld with virtues of humanity

      Trounce the thralldom with tactful tactics tactfully

      Yoke the politics with selflessness progressively

      ..but I know, that which prevails forever is indeed weeds of INEQUALITY.

      Leloudia Migdali, Greece

      A Dream in Disgrace

      It is a dream in disgrace

      Of the snaking evil

      To believe that ending glorious lands

      Hurling people into the abyss of poverty and struggle

      Freedom for all ruthlessly will bangle.

      It is a dream in disgrace

      Of the handful strayed souls

      To imagine that depriving homes of bread and pride

      Feeding vile fantasies with human pain

      The ruling of the world will obtain.

      It is a dream in disgrace

      Of the few dark- eyed vultures

      To challenge heavens that guards the right

      Blinding the sun, disrespecting the divine

      Justice on Earth will cruelly undermine.

      It is a dream in disgrace

      Of the shadowy dragons

      To cripple hopes for everyone’s share to happiness

      Feasting it all in their own time of lavish

      Cold and dark imbalance among people will establish.

      Because soon the missing shared power

      Of the people hammered to the ground

      Will find a way innocent preys get united

      Against all breeds of injustice

      Till equal rights for each and everyone are vividly bright.

      Asoke Kumar Mitra, India

      Inequality.. in some minds..

      Inequality is something that should be preserved.

      Else, who will wash the dirty linen? Who will wash

      sink full of used utensils?

      What if ever
    yone is equal?

      Someone cherish Inequality.

      They are above of some millions, not in

      queues on footpaths, begging for food,

      Sleeping and scavenging..

      Someone cherish Inequality.

      Equality is not achievable. To create

      balance, there must be inequality..

      Inequality means two sides of the same coin:

      Inequality lies in equality,

      Inequality is the universal desire to be equal..

      Someone cherish Inequality.

      How difficult to change minds..

      Istvan Dan Uriel Molnar, Sweden

      Small Cute Shoes

      small feet with such a bruise

      and soft cheeks I woe

      smoke or burn to be clay

      expenses added up, every day

      and the grim, all the same

      it was no like homeland

      but some have beautiful life

      ownership and simple price

      the night sounds fast

      and sleeping with termites

      in damp forest of South

      be afraid of tiger to tear apart

      silence, small feet like flowers

      like tender and soft body

      under tall canopy of trees

      two bending, gentle cheeks.

      Souren Mondal, India

      Useless Bastards

      Slick, and wonderfully crafted

      The world works in mysterious ways

      Riches, become more rich

      and the poor sway away.

      Here in the dreams of the boy living in slums

      Sells the corporate a pizza to eat

      Where his mum's paratha's become none

      Murdered hopes,

      Mutilated daydreams at night

      Their bodies are wet in dew

      A car runs over them along the footpath.

      The dog and the child with a torn, black shirt

      No one mourns their death

      Let the mercedes crush the innocent daydreams at night

      Let the poor beg at stations

      We are as blind as the child

      who was blinded with acid

      To become the beggar that will supply money for drugs.

      Anitah Muwanguzi, Uganda

      Treasure Hunter

      She wobbles across the field, tears rushing down her face-

      tattered clothes, black matted coils of hair, a shadow

      face grubby, a dagger sticking out of her chest

      hands and feet bound in chains, visage stuffed in the clouds

      as with a last attempt to stay on her feet, she sinks into the earth

      a skeleton of flesh long gobbled away by anger, hunger, and disease,

     
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