#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..

A world corrupted by greed and power,
a world overrun by status and cowards.
Life & humanity are meant to be free, and not stuck under this political tyranny.

Race, gender, sexual identity, these are things we fight for, things that should just be!
But acceptance is small, so out we go to brawl.. thousands upon thousands die, for no other quest then to be seen as who they are, instead of residing inside.

People infected with disease, millions homeless on the streets, and the average Joe going broke because he caught an unlucky case of that wretched lyme disease.

One day hopefully these wars and death pay off, but as of now, especially in 2020, it all comes at a cost..