Re: Having Survived Life East of Equity, Kinda.

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: Like your writing LiBbey. "Having Survived Life East of Equity, Kinda" is a very moving work. : warm regards, : David Kosh : : : Having Survived Life East of Equity, Kinda. : : LiBbey Joplin. : : Sundown, second week.. : : Month's end? : : Bittersweet half way, unsung... : : Folks outta food again. : : Hard to breathe hope once Life's wounds : : Go Social Assistance. : : Madame Citoyen Avec Culotte, : : Save us from depraved socialized indifference? : : October rains a cold, : : Too tired to revel in Life's joy. : : Yes, sleeps the harsh knowings of dreamt direness. : : Awake, awake four walls 2:38 am, : : Hunger.. : : Buried alive in penalty, : : After the fact of injury : : Is the hour's chill. : : And the little birds I know say paupers can't be choosers, : : but folks fight to sing, all the same. : : Bones hurt to move/ Ontario Works? No, no and no. : : Then, in a faithful moment, : : Give a dawg a bone, : : A burger may become the good mental health of a small comfort. : : Yet, the hut you crash iz a likely trick done according to Hoyle. : : Yes, sicker-by-the-day desiccates the unfortified. : : Ontario Disability Support Program Act is a legislated lament. : : Nine years Machiavellian-Altruism : : ruined us in untold ways. : : Cupboards bare, : : Kraft-Dinner and do-more-with-less ain't no goodness : : to be named healthy. : : O'Mercy, fiscal conservatism.. : : Wounds upon wounds--Misery as dignity? : : Sad, the anxious suffrage of Survivors : : is the measure of "Our" society's worth. : : Poverty, it's a wicked business--Scurrilous, yes? : : Guess, it's the scrooge in each, : : that's the custodian of making crazy. : : So, now some work late to build equity in the Ontario of 2003, : : And counting--There in civility stands: "Injury, Privation, Neglect and : : Disservice," : : They are the daughters and sons of much misrepresentation. : : Poverty's Survivor, : : In the End and so the Beginning : : it's a 24-7 act of courage! : : And there in umbrella's rat carried on playing in the rain, : : Singing: "Aucune crédibilité sans qualité de la vie--No credibility without quality of the life!" : : Oui, : : Ne lâche pas--Faites, société civile! : : All in confustication, : : just the signs of "Our" times...Those whom are said to be, : : Far upon high, : : Kingdom come, : : Rex Maximus, erat rex nomine, : : sed non postestate. : : A finger'd rebuke for the Kings in name, : : but not in [T]ruth, : : nor power. : : Ah wonder yeass, : : Shine on, : : In praise Poverty's Survivor! : : EnD. : : ©2005 LiBbey Joplin, all rights reserved, Toronto, Canada. End of the Block Ink. Outil édité d'enseignement, institut dans la gestion et développement de la Communauté, Université de Concordia. : : Montréal, Québec. : : This poem is dedicated and written for all those living at or below the poverty cut-off line--Meaning, all the working poor, beat for broke ailing vulnerable and System-Survivors living with disablities, : : who are "Our" Society's disenfranchised living at risk of social assistance, homelessness and/or homeless, everyday. : : Reflection: "I sit on a man's back, choking him and making him carry me, and yet I assure myself and others that I am very sorry for him and wish to ease his lot by all possible means - except by : : getting off his back." - Leo Tolstoy.

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