Great Depression
The sun sets on the dark streets
Tears leave eyes as they begin to grieve
Life is hard for all
But they struggle on, trying not to fall
Food is scarce and people starve
Words of emotion in walls are carved
Houses are taken and the streets become home
Bankruptcy evident from too many loans
Whole families looking towards the sun
Remembering the times when they use to have fun
They pray together hoping for the best
Saying the Great Depression is just God's test
Copyright © William Hughes | Year Posted 2012
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