The Answer - George Remington

And if the rich and poor should meet
I trust they will each other greet,
And rich and poor and young and old
Together screen them from the cold:

He Jests Concerning His Poverty - Bartolomeo di Sant' Angelo

I am so passing rich in poverty
    That I could furnish forth Paris and Rome,

Arraignment Of The Men - Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz

Males perverse, schooled to condemn
Women by your witless laws,
Though forsooth you are prime cause
Of that which you blame in them:

Calm After Storm - Giacomo Leopardi

The storm hath passed;
I hear the birds rejoice; the hen,
Returned into the road again,

To Celia - Francisco Balagtas

If I recall and read again
those days in love’s long-faded script,
would there be not a mark or trace
but Celia’s, imprinted on my breast?

Empty Houses - Mary Colborne-Veel

I
There's not a person in the street,
This merry-making summer day!
The houses stand in dull array;
No profit on their doors to beat,
For all their owners are away.

For Us! 1915 - S. Reinhold

Far, far in the east is a gaping grave,
There they bury thousands of soldiers brave
For us!

God - Sri Aurobindo

Thou who pervadest all the worlds below,
Yet sitst above,

Absence - Abu Bakr al-Turtushi

Every night I scan
the heavens with my eyes
seeking the star
that you are contemplating.

When you think of technology - Neema Komba

There you go with your technology,
Enthusiasts,
Preachers of how the world is not how it seems,
Once round and big, now within my reach.