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6 - Conclusion to poverty
6. Final poem of my collection
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Summer falls, winter crowds and
spring rises,
there still is no change.
Seasons cannot bring change.
The ignorance of avoiding the
unavoidable does not alter.
Poverty locked, sealed tight by
heartless emotion, exposed by
the hands of greed.
We are the keepers of change.
To open our eyes.
To stop following the scent of money,
to be led by our hearts.
That would arise such change.
Write history with change,
change poverty to history.
poem
by
Luke Hawkins
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