Those Who Are Not Remembered

The Worldwide half of the human population suppose one must forgive If they do not seem to realize how the poorer half live Only the compassionate of those who were never hungry or homeless would feel sympathy For those who are living in dire poverty And yet millions of people in life are doing it tough Hungry and homeless and sleeping rough Homeless as teenagers they struggle to survive Against the gods of bad circumstance they constantly strive The people who live on the brink of despair Without a shadow of a doubt life to them is not fair Some of them the Reaper of lives has denied When they end their own lives in the act of suicide How those in dire poverty do live most of the well to do would not realize Though this in itself is not any surprise The homeless and hungry many of them die young Those who are not remembered and remain as unsung.