Why are certain people not entitled to freedom?
And aren't always full of love?
And when their whole life comes crashing down
The spirit does not come from the dove?
Why do they have no support?
Why is their life in a shape of a square?
Why do they go homeless so easily?
Why do they receive no help from the mayor?
Why do they have no education?
And nothing gets done about it?
Why does the tree they sit under,
Have enough patience for them to sit?
How is it even possible,
For them to live like that?
Can't we put a stop to it?
And they can at least have a mat...
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Why?
PoetryI wrote this wanting to explore a different writing genre and expand my writing capabilities. I thought writing about a current day issue would make my piece powerful. I liked the way the poem turned out and I hope you do to☺️
