The Struggle Poem by michael neguse

Oh why, oh why do I live this way
should have listened to my parents and finished school, back in the day
living paycheck, to paycheck to make ends meet
barely surviving paying bills and paying rent, yet my body is beat

The economy and lack of jobs is hurting us all
government selling our jobs, yet we beg and crawl
our leaders are selling out
but they say vote, so you can be heard, while my kids cry and shout

I do my best for my family, one day at time
people do what they need to do, to feed their kids, even do the crime
single parents and others struggle is so hard
it feels like someone is taking your child from your guard