families falling apart,
together...
jobs lost, houses lost...
pooling what little
they have left...
just holding on.
no insurance,
mailbox money,
food stamps, and
whatever they can scuff.
travelling in beat up old cars,
or walking... nowhere to go.
same clothes they wore yesterday,
and the day before...
the youngest daughter's pregnant,
again... but hell,
they're passing out cheese
and potatoes at the church....
Jesus died for their sins,
but no one else knows their names!
Eric Cockrell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/families-falling-apart-together/
