the forgotten % growing

haves
have nots

people
humans

some finding
storefront sanctuaries
salvation this
starvation that
people in need

existence
dumpsters
trash cans
soup lines
cardboard blankets

eat
sleep
out of one box
into another
routine nightmares
perpetual

estranged
hunched over life
avoided by family
best friends
acquaintances
even favorite enemies

busy busy
stringing guitars on Mars
searching for Zeus in empty power drink cans
trying to understand
finding a place in line
ignoring the reality of unreality
scratching heads for something alive
anything
just something
alive

‘cause

suffocation cells stay dank
caged by sweat-stained bars
hellfire light
waste-filled air
while fear hoses the floor
despair wipes the walls

all while

squeezed in society's petri dish
the smallest % remains a truth
hard to contain
poised to ooze out grow larger
beyond some delusional choice
to only see a microscopic presence

the forgotten %
painfully growing