Me Hait, In Need Of Help Poem by Maritza Rivas

Me Hait, In Need Of Help



We eat dirt to satisfy our needs,
If we had a different choice for feed,
We wouldn’t be killing ourselves like this,

Our government is not much of a help
We ask for help,
But some don’t hear
Or they get here too late,
Many die each day for our careless mistakes.

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