Being poor is like being trapped
Inside of a rusty cage
Violence is a symptom
Of the frustration that it creates
Drugs and alchohol are often used
As a temporary escape
But the real answer
Is facing the problem everyday
Trying to find a way to freedom
By earning an honest wage
It seems hard when you're unskilled and poor
But theres one thing for sure
Crime doesn't pay
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem