July 24, 2011
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brokeness a constant theme
the poverty between the trees
tired, dirty faces
peering out from chain-link fences
grubby hands, begging, outreached
muttered words of anger
rising in the dusty heat
sweat and grime swirling
from hair to feet
glass, trash, all litter the streets
children crying,for something to eat
but love is here
between the skeletal trees
reaching out, and enveloping me
a cracked smile
revealing missing tooth
people dying, for lack of safe roof
a vicious cycle of homelessness
end this era of brokeness

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Little-Irish-Girl said...
Aug. 6, 2011 at 5:27 pm
It's sad but that's what makes it so powerful. Great Job.
ErisRose replied...
Aug. 6, 2011 at 7:58 pm
thank you so much:)
kaykaybeck said...
Aug. 5, 2011 at 9:26 pm
I really liked this good job! (:
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