by Lauraine Andren

Created on: December 02, 2010

"Children and Poverty"

The mother is a dark shade of brown, red hair, and eyes that always look down.

A jug of wine to ease the pain and with food stamps lots of weight does she gain.

A puff of dope, a snort of coke and the world looks once again filled with hope.

Black children by the score is the result of the work done by the mother who some call whore.

Men called daddy come and go, men called Billy and Uncle Joe.  Money in hand they pound at the door, for one full hour with the mama, the one called whore.

Purple bruises mark her skin, broken bones and pain her reward for a life of sin.

No stone will mark her grave.  Left behind are the children for whom her life she gave.

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