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Morals… Where are thee?

Hidden underneath rocks

Thrown into the bottom of the sea

Poor man fights hunger

Rich man fights greed


Government rarely backs programs

That support the needy

Get a job, yelled from car windows

As though they were coins

Falling into a wishing well


But there are no dwellings…

For the penniless

So they become homeless

And when you have no place to go…


The world becomes heartless

And careless about your duress

But the situation implores you to strive

And never let your heart become hopeless


Love always, Esha ❤

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