Poverty – Meera Meenakshi Sundharam

It’s the 21st century, 
The world has advanced in many ways, yet poverty still cries.
Looking at the little boy with tears in eyes, 
Desperately searching for love, companion, and good clothes
We all know what it clearly indicates and shows, 
Poverty.
It haunts me, and part of me wants to make a change and, 
the other me wants to forget
but I can surely bet
It’s something one with a good heart wouldn’t do! 
If it takes some sacrifice, I’m ready
But is the rest of the world? 
I see poverty in a rich man trying to find love, 
I see poverty in a well-educated man who lacks modesty.
I see poverty in a literate man who lacks respect for the poor.
I see poverty in a selfish man who wants more
The world is still imperfect despite all the advancements, 
Because there is, 
Poverty. 

Life – Janyth Marie Banfield

Life’ it’s not easy, it comes with its bumps and it grinds.
Picking us up at times in our lives then kicking us straight from behind.
But one thing I’ve noticed as time goes by the humor that you behold
God has bestowed a magnificent gift that never makes people grow old. 

Life – Fern Conger Palleson

Life is a dream to some.
Drifting without a goal.
Life is a tragedy to others,
Without knowledge of the soul.
Life can be what you make it.
With courage undaunted and strong.
If you try to do the best you can.
Instead of just drifting along.
Life is earnest, Life is demanding,
When we live by Universal Law.
For the laws are unfailing and true,
For the flawless action we feel awe.
Universal Law was in the beginning,
And will last for ever more.
When we live by these Laws
Life will cease to be a chore.
So live a life of one who knows,
That unseen Laws govern all.
Then your life will run smoothly,
There will never be a fall. 

Life – Samuel Taylor Coleridge

As late I journey’d o’er the extensive plain
Where native Otter sports his scanty stream,
Musing in torpid woe a Sister’s pain,
The glorious prospect woke me from the dream.

At every step, it widens to my sight –
Wood, Meadow, verdant Hill, and dreary Steep,
Following in quick succession of delight, –
Till all – at once – did my eye ravish’d sweep!

May this (I cried) my course through Life portray!
New scenes of Wisdom may each step display,
And Knowledge open as my days advance!
Till what time Death shall pour the undarken’d to ray,
My eye shall dart thro’ infinite expanse,
And thought suspended lie in Rapture’s blissful trance.