Minimum Wage

Minimum wage. Sometimes i lie in bed and feel the room shake and rattle as a train goes by. A train that sounds like a DC ten with three hundred lucky souls onboard. After it passes i listen to the arguments coming from the higher floors. They make a heck of a noise to, the tension is thick. The rooms are all the same full of moistness wetness and mould. Sorrow and despair seem to be the very bywords that open all the doors. That and the Police. I wish i could move. When you are raised in the shadow of poverty, you must be prepared to die in its shadow. Then again they do say never expect anything as your right. You have to earn everything in life, even poverty.