Melvina Germain Poems
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(955) Poverty (Acrostic)
Pining for a much better quality of life,
Opened to great suffering and pain.
Violence and hate, society's distain.
Every step seems a step in the wrong direction.
Realizing each day is a losing battle.
Trampled by the powerful, frowned upon by middleclass.
Yet always wondering, how long will it last.
It nags at you like an aching tooth,
never allowing you to tell the truth.
Your mind is always confused and
hope is not an option. You have
become a slave to a crude adoption.
Stomach in knots, nerves stretched
to the limit. Thoughts of suicide
enter into it. Lies come easy, one