The Struggle
i see people dying in the streets families have no food to eat while rich are living high of the
dog there are people struggling trying to find decent jobs i see people going out there
commiting crimes young children dying before there time i mean what did we do to deserve
this seeing are people die for no perpose i mean let me speek the the truth at times is there
is no some hope for to days youth i say this because there are kids out there saling drugs
smoking bud and it bugs me how they are trying to be like these images you see on tv when
all they need is a dose of reality actuality this is not the way its sopose to be its no good for
me its pathetic to see how this could ever be so much poverty and animosity possibly not
just effecting us localy in our own community but also nationaly.
Copyright © Tanisha Middleton | Year Posted 2010
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