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Poverty Grows
Poverty. Hardship and suffering all behind society's eyes raised by the ghetto slums cracked lights out scavenges for life its gone. The same face in all places no father figures can't support, gone moms fiend for crack the silent killer hard to take, reality hurts the youngest nothing lives within him unloved, felt like a colorless weed wants to develop a beautiful rose society wont let its a cruel world only the streets resist the temptations. Death laid outside his doorstep waiting to grab the innocent beneath Gang life sleeps in his thoughts trying to fight the opposition a deadly current war. Getting older need to make ends meat but how, never given a chance selling drugs only option need to feed his children and in his mind nobody cares people just stare. Treated as the fungus of earth and all this money soldiers dying, the devils agreement army of weeds, never stop regrowing power making more poverty not spent on the poor only used for wars its sad. A war on drugs to fight them off but they made them dirty tricks, crooked and deceived and still we don't change this mankind has the say not the rich. Children screaming, not heard tears not felt like a raindrop with no splat it always keeps raining in his eyes. People so caught up in the power like a wolf fighting for its food wraps around the minds changing ambition to greed Just share then i think things would be fair for all the bad acts its countless. Going through his mind all the times he cried number of life's he lost early deceased in the penitentiary trapped left to die a fly under a glass. Certain peoples cause an act with no redemption soon to burn in hell tried to deceive us saying they were against us causing pains and misery. A secret war an epidemic propaganda in its finest form defying the innocent minds controlled eyes turned, no notice no justice. It goes on and keeps on growing.
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