Poor Children

F Francis Duggan
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They are the future of humanity But many of them living in poverty And without shelter homeless on the street Searching through rubbish bins for scraps of food to eat. Poor children are victims of circumstance In life they never really get a chance Or have opportunities as privileged children do The road from the poor suburb to prison leads them to. From broken homes they are condemned to fail Their abusive and drug addicted parents serving time in jail Their parents too homeless in their teen years On no hope street no laugther only tears. The Government does not care about those who live in poverty No political advantage in philanthropy do they see Their tally men for them have taken note That few in the poor suburb ever bother for to vote. Poor children without homes and sleeping rough And life for them already hard enough At the wrong end of the social divide Any chance of a good future to them is denied.

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