The Shadow Inside My Shadow Poem by Eric Cockrell

The Shadow Inside My Shadow

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poverty is not my cousin,
is not my lover,
is not my preacher,
poverty is not my brother.

poverty is not my prayer,
or the song that i sing
is not my answer
poverty is not my dream.

poverty is not my teacher,
not the hand that i hold.
poverty is not my anger,
not my spirit, not my soul.

ah! but this poverty is real
it races thru my mind
crashes into my heart,
& leaves me deaf and blind.

poverty is my companion.
the aching cold inside my hollow.
the blow behind my eyes,
poverty is the shadow
inside my shadow.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Captain Cur 07 May 2012

Yes, poverty strikes very deep. Great poem.

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Wahab Abdul 26 February 2012

This is a very good poem, i like it and i enjoyed while reading it.

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