Just something I've been thinking of lately...not sure if I should be pissed at the Government for not helping us out....Both parents worked so 'You have plenty of money to put food on the table' but somehow growing kids always manage to eat more than the parents can afford which makes one or both parents go without food because otherwise they get arrested for child abuse...And for some reason I still love this country..huh, go figure.
Poverty doesn't care about race, religion or creed
It doesn't care if we can't feed
Ourselves or even our kids…
Poverty doesn't care about you or me
Luckily, for it, it can’t see
What it’s done to our great nation…
Poverty has always been a fact of life
You, me, all my friends wished for a better life
But poverty had us in its grasp…
We were too rich to qualify for help
Mom and Dad both worked so there was no help
So Mom dealt with one meal a day…
Even after the divorce we were still too rich for help
So Mom went with no meals a day wishing for help
And poverty had us so tight in its grip…
Mom tried to hide it from me
But I was plenty old enough to see
What poverty had done to my family.
soooo many of us can relate to this right so many that it is really sad, and as a child one sometimes can't comprehen, as a teen we began to realize the dynamick of red tape, and other ugly things, thats when we have got to decide what it is we can do to change things and make a difference, save the world, our families, and make good grades in school where they are feeding us lies......hmmmm
got so many stories.....this is a very painful write
full of truths, that need to be heard
"poverty doesn't care about race, religion or creed"
that's for sure
Reviewed by Jane Rodway (Reader)
Reviewed on March 9, 2005
I can relate. After my Dad left we struggled with money problems, too, not eating, or surviving on pancakes for a week. All the while my Dad was living a life of luxury and telling my brother and I how he bought a new car and went on vacation (we had never been anywhere on vacation). My mother worked soooo hard to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table, that in an odd way, I wouldn't trade my childhood for the world, because now I care about the things that matter in life, like family and love, and am not materialistic like my Dad. It also makes you learn how to survive, which rich people sometimes never learn. But there is no nobility in poverty, it is a struggle and like the song "Common People," by Pulp, certain people will never understand. And the welfare system has long been broken, punishing those who try to hold jobs by cutting their money. It's an ignorant system that keeps people on welfare rather than helping them to better their lives. This was a very thought-provoking write, and I really felt like someone understood my childhood when I read this. Thanks.
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nicely penned ...
got so many stories.....this is a very painful write
full of truths, that need to be heard
"poverty doesn't care about race, religion or creed"
that's for sure