No, but, ending world poverty is an unattainable goal (and not even desirable to some, as it would require personal sacrifice). Getting your neighbor kicked out of the Parent-Teacher association is more realistic, and has the added benifit of making you feel very holy. Like some sort of spiritual warrior.
Just imagine living in a world where evil sodomite ninjas lurk around every corner and you, ONLY YOU stand between them and all the innocent children and puppies and bunnies of the world! Maybe, someday, you'll even get the chance to throw yourself over some endangered child just as a devil-spawned sodomite-ninja is about to abduct him. The child is certainly blond, probably carrying Christmas presents...to donate to the local homeless shelter...yeah, I like that. He's wearing those cute little mittens that have a string through the coat-sleeves, too.
But you've just spotted that demon-spawned sodomite-ninja braced, Spiderman-style under the eave of a near-by building. WHAT DO YOU DO?! The demon-spawned sodomite-ninja pounces and you jump over the child (in slow motion, of course) yelling "NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!" The demon-spawned sodomite-ninja lands on you instead, and you deliver a quick kick to the kidney. He punches, but you block and return with a left hook. He had not been expecting somebody to fight back, and does a backwards roll into a nearby sewer. He escapes, but you know...one day....you will find him.
The little blond boy (about 8 years old) pushes his hat back from where it's fallen over his eyes and stares up at you with awe and wonder. "Thank you for saving me, mister! You're my hero!" He hugs you so hard you stumble back a bit. Just then, his mother runs up.
"Oh, oh dear heavens!" she pants. "I turned my back for a moment and he crossed the street by himself. He was just so eager to deliver these Christmas presents to the poor children at the homeless shelter...but then I saw the demon-spawned sodomite-ninja! [hear she nearly swoons, and needs to take a moment to compose herself] How, how can I ever repay you?!"
You strike a casual John Wayne pose and say "It was nothing, ma'am. All in a day's work." And then you mosey away, disappearing into the crowd.
Really, who would give up that fantasy for a pencil-pushing reality?