a hint of unemployment
a sprinkle of substance
abuse
a drizzle of depravity
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I live in small city, before covid there was barely any homelessness, it was rare. now down by our river we have tent cities, addiction and poverty have gotten out of control. This poem hits home. Thank You M.J.
Thank you, Kevin. What you describe, I believe, is now a common reality for almost everyone in North America. How much longer can we keep telling ourselves we're rich societies?
Perfect poem on the subject. Almost every other country is going through the same problem. Full ****
All the themes that you've tackled so very well (as always) are so very tragic. What's even more tragic is that the victims seem to be getting younger every year. Pathetic that in a country as great as Canada these conditions continue to get worse!
I agree with you, Richard. I think things are beyond sad. Our political leadership, in an even more tragic twist, seems unable to do anything. This time may be our version of 'As Rome burned...'