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Lowly Boy

The lowly boy with tarnished shoes, walks the streets alone. A hunger, that aches, ensues, whilst drenched, frozen to the bone. A sad statistic, the truth unfolds a boy destined to perish, knows not what his future holds, it’s a life we all should cherish. Poverty for those so young, Is heartbreaking to grasp The rich don’t care, they’ll take that bung, As their fortunes they will clasp.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 8/19/2019 1:07:00 PM
Hello Ronald D. Thompson, the rich do not care about the poor. They never have. too many homeless people in this life. it makes me sad. i do speak to them when i see them. I have spoken to two homeless women it made their day. have a nice day my friend.x
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Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 8/20/2019 12:48:00 PM
You are so welcomed. After all they are people to. Have a nice day my friend. xx.
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Ronald D Thompson
Date: 8/19/2019 3:44:00 PM
Totally agree Darlene. Thank you for the comment. xx
Date: 8/13/2019 6:20:00 PM
Positively Dickensian, RT... They perished in the hands of the Parish, ala Oliver Twist. :) gw
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Ronald D Thompson
Date: 8/13/2019 6:26:00 PM
And so it is!! RT