Ivy

F Francis Duggan
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Many of you who have the power to help out others You have not helped out ivy 'what's her name' She's sixty years and on the street and homeless And for her plight you won't take any blame. You act as if it's her fault she is homeless But her wealthy landlord on her rose the rent He would not settle for a couple of dollars He wanted a rise of forty per cent. And forty per cent to one hundred is 140 By any standards a substantial rise And the poor woman on a benefit of 170 That she is homeless now is no surprise. She gets some help from the Salvation Army The Salvos to the less well off are kind It's the bureaucrats and the well off politicians Who to the sufferings of the underclass are blind. They do not want to know the likes of Ivy To them she's just a woman on welfare Their buddies are the wealthy and ambitious And with their wealthy mates they only share. One of the City's homeless is poor Ivy The huge hike in rent she could not afford to pay The rich get rich and the poor keep getting poorer Why do things always have to be this way? For every millionaire at least five thousand Must live close to if not in poverty And how can i say that all people are equal When i can see such inequality.

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