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<p>The homeless on the street<br />
broken and downtrodden<br />
the people walk by<br />
on the cities forgotten</p>
<p>Millionaires live it up<br />
in their multi-room mansions<br />
a life of fancy cars and<br />
the latest runway fashions</p>
<p>Junkies rattling hoping to score<br />
shooting up with needles<br />
found on the floor</p>
<p>Politicians tell us we are<br />
in this together<br />
they are full of hot air<br />
bluster and blether</p>
<p>The old and the elderly<br />
can&#8217;t heat up their homes<br />
they will die in their<br />
chairs cold and alone</p>
<p>The upper classes<br />
move further from the masses<br />
all they see is the world<br />
through their rose-coloured glasses</p>
<p>There should be moral<br />
to this story<br />
when life turns to shit<br />
just smile<br />
and don&#8217;t worry</p>
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Hard living / living hard
Have a look at this emotional poem, submitted by one of our students (from Issue 7 of the Hoot SiSE Newsletter).
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Nice poem. I hope you’re ok, it sounds like you are the type of person who carries a lot of weight on your shoulders.
Also, not to be that guy (I am being that guy) but should it be ‘There should be A moral’ in the last stanza?