poverty is a constant war with Death
starvation the front line as Death's infantry
humiliation never ending bombarding the soul
tears the wounds of Death's diabolical victory
breeding hatred of the rich
rich hating the breeding of poorness
empty stomachs reaching for black bloody guns
evil harbors deaths soul twisting its reason
war blood rage endless torment spins
rains flood as the earths sorrow quakes
amid all of this voices still cry peace
prosperity walks alone in darkness
passing greed with a socialist smile
smiting starvation with grains
making death wait one more day
hope leers in shadows of forgiveness
love burns its light ever softly
joy forges beyond bunkers of envy
poverty is a constant war
poverty is war
war is the poverty of men's souls