#WritcoPoemPrompt9
A stolen morsel more precious than gold,
A stolen shirt to keep out the cold,
There is no price to hunger,
There is no price to shelter,
there is no price to nenecessity
There is no price to kindness
But there is a price for need,
we all pay for the greed.
Working to make better we get blocked
We take to keep us safe until we hear the knock
Another soul taken for the cause
And the problem should leave pause
Because they dont know all they do is stare
When the problem could be fixed with care
Solution is out there and really quiet simple
Much more so than that commercial on how to fix your pimples.
To walk a day in the life of the man with no shoes
Would make you understand why alcohol, drudrug and his blues