Money Poems
Alone
by Maya Angelou
Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
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The City In Which I Loved You
by Li-Young Lee
And when, in the city in which I love you,
even my most excellent song goes unanswered,
andI mount the scabbed streets,
the long shouts of avenues,
and tunnel sunken night in search of you...
That I negotiate fog, bituminous
rain rining like teeth into the beggar's tin,
or two men jackaling a third in some alley
weirdly lit by a couch on fire, that I
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American Primitive
by William Jay Smith
Look at him there in his stovepipe hat,
His high-top shoes, and his handsome collar;
Only my Daddy could look like that,
And I love my Daddy like he loves his Dollar.
The screen door bangs, and it sounds so funny--
There he is in a shower of gold;
His pockets are stuffed with folding money,
His lips are blue, and his hands feel cold.
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A Red Palm
by Gary Soto
You're in this dream of cotton plants.
You raise a hoe, swing, and the first weeds
Fall with a sigh. You take another step,
Chop, and the sigh comes again,
Until you yourself are breathing that way
With each step, a sigh that will follow you into town.
That's hours later. The sun is a red blister
Coming up in your palm. Your back is strong,
Young, not yet the broken chair
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For Whom The Bell Tolls
by John Donne
PERCHANCE he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill, as that he
knows not it tolls for him; and perchance I may think myself so
much better than I am, as that they who are about me, and see my
state, may have caused it to toll for me, and I know not that. The
church is Catholic, universal, so are all her actions; all that she
does belongs to all. When she baptizes a child, that action
concerns me; for that child is thereby connected to that body which
is my head too, and ingrafted into that body whereof I am a member.
And when she buries a man, that action concerns me: all mankind is
of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is
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Browsing History
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
They found out my secret
Yes, they found out how I get to read free articles
They won't let this poor poet read
I have no money to subscribe
Nor have a desire to read anything
Other than the poetry
There's nothing but wars and pandemics
And books that are too expensive
I know they say I have money
But I am keeping it for emergencies
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Time and Life are passing me by
by Author Reinvented
Time is moving so quickly
I'm falling behind,
I'm working so hard but
My life is passing me by,
My friends are all dating,
And one has got married
Two both have a baby
And a house they are sharing
And I -
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Economy Holds the Reins
by Oscar Auliq-Ice
In the world of trade and finance,
Where money flows like a river's dance,
The economy holds the reins,
And guides us through prosperity or pains.
With numbers and graphs, it speaks its mind,
And shows us how to be efficient and kind,
To balance the budgets, and reduce the debt,
And ensure that our lives are well set.
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THE CORE OF CURRUPTION
by Richie Kharis
Some cry so loudly for this strange thing
Some fight with all they’ve got for the same thing
Some dream of it but haven’t seen
Some believe they will have it while they live on
A thing so powerful and so evil
A thing that turns the gentle into pride
Something so peaceful and arrogant
A thing that makes the humble command
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Everyones problem
by Morton Litwack
Bills, Bills, Bills
They're Starting to Give Me the Ills
We have to Pay
Whatever They Say
And Watch How They Empty our Tills
