The Poor Poem by Jude Ryans

And what is wrong
Everybody wants to think theres something wrong
Waiting for nothing but a fight
Attacks ploted for no reasons
Shouts all around from every person

Weapons revealed with such no care
Pride so much but their so scared
The rich hit the poor
But the poor don't hit back
But only poor against poor
While the rich still step on them like footstands

But its true the poor acts against
And get thrown in prison
And when we try to speak up they simply don't listen