As I'm walking down the street
I get depressed from all the sights that i see
People with no shoes on their feet
I just can't believe that these things can be
I look at the clothes they wear
I look at the dirt on their skin
I can't believe no one else cares
As they walk past the makeshift home of a wooden bin
Tell me to my face
How is our nation so great
If the people are given such a cruel fate
Our nation is a disgrace!
Thanks you Celina for helping me name this piece.
awareness, distress and angst powerfully expressed. thanks. i hope your message reaches everyone. each one of us can make a difference
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are showing that you care and from this poem mabye...just mabye people will get off their butts and doing something about poverty.