This Nation in Poverty***

Out of my home I went,
Just for not paying my rent.

Im hungry and cold,
And I stink like mold.

Fine dining for two,
Is now hopeing for a pot of stew.

My toes are bare,
But does the goverment really care?

I sleep in the dumpster every night,
Hopeing one day my future to be bright.

Now they ask, \"Wheres the concelear and foundation?\"
Your response, \" No such money for this nation.\"

Imagine everything you got dissappearing on the dot,
Now be greatfull for all you got!