Price
#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 kindness,
Yet there is coldness,
In these streets,
Surrounded by the beats,
Of...
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 kindness,
Yet there is coldness,
In these streets,
Surrounded by the beats,
Of...