Cannot sit and wonder why

Cannot stand by

Wondering why plight goes idly by

Fight, chronic, recluse, misuse, abuse

Neighbor to neighbor

House to door

I catch their eyes…

But always, always…more, more, more,

The more I claim to know

The less I understand

My streets over flow with suffering

So much so

Pride hasn’t anywhere to go

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