Critically sick of poverty

Critically sick of poverty;
All around me are riches;
Everyone bathes in wealth;
Having enough to eat,
And some to throw away;
Living in mansions
And enough money
To throw around;
But here I am living in
Misery;
Abject poverty;
Nothing to live on;
No food to eat;
No roof over my head;
I live in the open air;
On the streets;
At times in motor parks;
Train stations;
Poor me!
I am critically sick
Of poverty.
Poverty, an evil that is
Ravaging the world.

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