WRECHED LIFES!
So may now live in despairlife's emptying of hope
Expectations goon so
Long ago , goon afore
Even conceived
Soomer becomes a way
Of escape ,
Fom street pusher
Or from the Dock's
Uppers , downers
Poverty drags them down
Yet so much wealth abounds
All around
Those with ,mocking, those
with out
Many hungry , while other's
Obease
Heating the house or room
A luxury
Cloths made to last till
Thread bare , or fall apart
Hope have enough money
To by from the charity shop
Hear Christmas songs pumping
Out
People saying '' happy Christmas''
So much seasonal humbug.
Ken D Williams ( THE DYSLEXIC POET )
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Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2007-12-13 at 19:19
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