April 30, 2009
By Anonymous

Like a river dried up by the sun,
Cause eveyone trying to free their son.
The street are full but the only,
Things empty is the kitchen.
The government strive to be the voice,
While the people struggle as the victim.
This is not a battle of race or sexism,
But the battle for the straving ones

The author's comments:
i am really passionate about writing and i have taken my time to write as poems as i can.

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