O These Lonely Souls! Poem by DM W

O These Lonely Souls!

O these lonely souls,
clad in old, ragged, grey clothes,
should prick our conscience!
In an age prizing excess,
in an age prizing,
vain fashion accessories
we should not forget,
those who rely on foodbanks.
Meanwhile, the gulf grows,
between the rich and the poor.
Dismantle systems
that are not fit for purpose.

O These Lonely Souls!
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