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This is a poem about poverty.
Submitted:May 28, 2007 Reads: 68 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
No house, no food, and no money
How are we going to live like this
I don't know honey
There are so many things I am going to miss
Is there anybody in this world with a heart
Someone somewhere to go for help
Our family was filled with fear from the start
We made a really bad step
That wrong step led us here
Let go from our jobs without hope
Now we are living on the streets everyday in fear
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