Stoically living from day to day with no future to <br />see from inside poverty's boundaries. <br />Needing necessities, hope, faith - nothing is <br />provided beneath blankets given by shelters. <br />Friendship, hugs, true caring for each individual <br />is non-existent, because it is only a business to <br />occupy time. <br />Receiving credit from a community too busy to care <br />or take time to make friends with anyone living on <br />the street.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poverty-s-boundaries/
