Ghetto Plight Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
Ghetto Plight
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Hovering in the clutter of poverty,
No smiles on ther faces,
Looking skyward, having a
Confrontation with God...
Their eyes the voices of their souls...
Their houses shout too,
We are enslaved!
The windows are dark and lifeless;
Who will hear them when they cry?
Not the landlord, over the
Jingle of his pocket money!
Sunday, February 4, 2007
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