Their voices give way to taciturn screams

Their futures void of sanguine dreams

Rapacious is their stomachs that are never full

To think that the commonality could be so cruel!

Eyes that shine bright with UN shed tears

Its admirable,their will to keep going even after all of these lamentable years

Death has become their closest
friend

Even the diminutive ones who are far too young to comprehend

Their surroundings and what's going on despite all the long faces

It has no become a race to see who first can escape these maniacal places

Society has made its point that they are on their own

They expect them to manage themselves when they can't even afford to live in a decent home

It's all for one and one for all

As they sit back and watch how hard we all fall.