Ghetto

Tiny shacks all in a row

No place to go

Torn down by life

Left to die

Disease ravaging their bodies

Sorrow destroying their souls

Abandoned by God

Forgotten by all

Another moment passing

No hope to be found


Author's Notes/Comments: 

I saw a show about the ghettos in Africa and my heart broke.  The sights they showed inspired this poem.

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