The Road of Poverty
The road of poverty’s no pleasant sight;Walterrean Salley
Profoundly devastating is its plight.
Its tentacles are far and wide,
Victims have no place to hide.
What tomorrow brings or the future holds
Is vague for both the young and old.
Disease, homelessness and the cold,
Hunger, nakedness—misery untold.
The painful plight of uncertainty
Is a grueling fact of poverty.
And trapping all in its embrace,
It knows no gender, creed nor race.
Many for whom the odds are stacked,
Learn to hope and cope with lack,
Gleaning whatever from day-to-day,
Dying to find a better way.