The Marginalized Poem by Francis Duggan

The Marginalized



To fight illness they don't have the strength or they don't have the will
Poor people are left to die when they fall ill
The government for them does not seem to care
Any money to support them from their budget they do not have to spare
Poor people are at the bottom of the social heap
They are not valued their lives taken cheap
In wars and famines so many poor people do die
As they live as unprotected this is not a lie
Poor people are born into poverty circumstance and live and die as the unsung
By their circumstance of birth condemned to die young
On the social ladder on the bottom rung
They are the people of the silent tongue
The marginalized of the Human World of today
That their numbers are growing does seem sad to say.

Monday, September 30, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: poverty
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