The One Voice Who Speaks Volumes

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11207
United States
40° 39' 55.836" N, 73° 53' 30.804" W

Living in poverty is war. Life itself is war, but when you mix poverty and life you get turmoil. Living a life in turmoil should be immoral, but who I am to say this ? Poverty defines people like myself as irrelevant , unfortunate individuals who struggle day to day trying to be financially stable. We are more than that , we are people who have love in our hearts , joy hidden in us , motivation that burns through our struggle and humbleness that becomes overwhelming. I have to admit , the pain I feel and the unworthy thoughts I carry scare me. The reality of being a victim in poverty is a burden. Why can't we all have financial equality ? WE all deserved and are worthy enough to live a rich life and still e rich in love , joy and respect. Let us stop the hatred , violence and greed for power and instead use our riches to relief others from their suffering.

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