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Poor Boy - A Declamation Piece

This declamation piece is spoken from the perspective of a poor boy addressing those who look down on and mistreat him. He questions why they condemn him for being poor when he had no choice in how he was born or his status in life. While he is deprived and looks dirty to others, he has a kind heart and uses any money he earns from begging to feed his family, unlike those who may gain wealth through corrupt means and cannot sleep with a clear conscience.

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Poor Boy - A Declamation Piece

This declamation piece is spoken from the perspective of a poor boy addressing those who look down on and mistreat him. He questions why they condemn him for being poor when he had no choice in how he was born or his status in life. While he is deprived and looks dirty to others, he has a kind heart and uses any money he earns from begging to feed his family, unlike those who may gain wealth through corrupt means and cannot sleep with a clear conscience.

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Poor Boy - a Declamation Piece

Look at me!!! I am part of the masses... the facet of society many so


often push around... Why can't they ever stop to think... that, I am human
too... that I, too, feel like them... Why can't you answer me??? You must
have something in mind... Why can't you answer me??? I know you must
have something in mind... Where is their sense of morality??? They
trampled upon me as if I was trash... I never did them any wrong!!! Was
it a sin I committed when I came to this world as a poor boy??? A poor
boy... yes that's what I am... A state of being I didn't even choose at the
first place. Was it a sin I committed, to be born like this?? Now tell me!!!
Did you ever have the right to choose your status in life when you were
born??? Think!!! Before you condemn me... Do I ever have a choice?

I am deprived of all the chances in life... I am looked down upon by


people as someone who is too dirty... too smelly... too poor... but I have
a heart... Yes!!! I have a golden heart... For every coin I get out of
begging helps my younger siblings to survive. The money I earn goes a
long way to feed my family... How about you??? How do you feed your
family??? Are you 100% sure you work decent enough to earn more???
Are you sure that the money you earned didn't come from a dirty
strategy other corrupt politicians used to do to gain power? Can you
honestly look at your child straight in the eye true to your heart's core
and with a clear conscience?? Have you ever been aware that the
money you use to feed your family is an outcome of your hard labor and
decent job you can always be proud of??? WHY DID YOU SUDDENLY
BECOME QUIET??? WHAT IS IN YOUR MIND NOW?? Tell me!!! Come
on, tell me!!!

Huh!!! You have good clothes, you never experienced sleeping without a
roof, you eat good food, you enjoy the comforts of life... But, somewhere
deep in your mind, your conscience haunts you... Yes... you will never
sleep good... Within your subconscious mind, your guilty conscience still
haunts you, constantly reminding you about your evil ways... Wow... And
you still think you are clean???
Outside, you smell fresh and clean, but deep within your soul... I know
you stink... Oh... I believe that kind of smell goes through your body...
Yes your soul is bound to burn in hell!!! And look at me! I am just a poor
boy... honestly begging for mercy from people like you, to feed my
brothers and sisters... to survive, but I never stepped down on anyone. I
never stole from anyone nor did I ever use anyone to improve our lives...
I can sleep good... Can you??? With a kind conscience like that, well, I
don't think so. You will never sleep well... you don't have any right to
sleep with a sound mind and a light heart...

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