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The regarded Third World

Sitting next to kin

Head’s turning left and right

Hearing their bickering and fighting



Observing their gestures

On how to act to pressures

Even a bit grinning

As she’s not the expert of moral coaching



Calamities of all kinds

Have struck her being

From fortuitous to mortal havocs

From minor to major



But she's just like a bamboo

She goes where the wind blew

Bending a little bit

But never surendering



Pledges of instant glory

From First World Countries

Were they real and sincere?

A baloney if you will ask me



Underneath her bewitching beam

I can see she’s weeping

For the love she so seeking

To becoming Second World being

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i don't know whether to thank the fact that I was born in the third World Country....hardships are everywhere, even First Worlds experience those...so I think I should be thankful i was born a product of a Third World...written 10\07\2001-12:14

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©9 October 2001 - 7:59am — pangan_l_l
9 June 2010 - 10:34am — heatherburns35
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Yor are truely a poet...pearl of the orient...
there is confusion in every country...all has
their problems...be happy in your own country...
this is where God wanted you to be...that's why
you are a Pearl of the orient.....thanks for reading
my haiku.

21 July 2003 - 9:37pm — Corey Fox (not verified)
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isn't it funny that the 1st world(s) have become "Third World(s) after they have been (how shall we say this) raped, pillaged, stolen from, beat down, degraded ( ok time to stop and breathe...........

16 February 2002 - 4:03pm — Ashanda (not verified)
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good one, but make the first few stansas rhyme, like you do with the LAST ones.

i like it though :o)

29 January 2002 - 2:01pm — Ernest Bevans (not verified)
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Third World is not a place or country it is a condition.
is there a first World? Yes the place to which we are born.
So why are lands of green fields, emeral seas, powderblue skies and white crystal sands a third world...
You were born in the first world - the land of our ancestors - the place of our begining...
the point of origin - Third world is the place we now find ourselves beset by concrete and plastic - the hubs of our financial universe... We need our "Institutions" but sometimes the simple things of importance to the little man like adequate food, shelter, clothing is sacrificed for the "big picture". What is that picture?

Still - all who remember their true heritage remain "pearls" in this human sea... Decorating this somtimes cold and lonely uglyness with palatable and delicate words...

I enjoyed this poem - keep writing - keep the faith...