A Tired Time

By , Charlotte, NC

Stock Market crashed around 1929,
no one is fine
Millions of Americans
left without jobs
To fix this, man created mobs

A job is all I ask
You would think
this would be a simple task
But no,
money has lost all worth
The opposite of what humans
are taught since birth

Money and bread lie next to’
one another
Without thought
money is left behind

As I walk down the tired street,
I see a starving cat
let out a faint meow
Sadly, this is how we all
Live now






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