| Dale Sahlberg's Prose |
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POVERTY'S
CHILD |
On the news today I saw poverty's child
thin limbs and sagging skin
bore testimony of hunger's cannibal curse.
There was no food for her plate.
Vacant, hollow eyes had shed tears of sadness
down a face of loneliness,
etching lines through dirt's layered coverings.
When hunger devours the body and sets the spirit free
will there be meaning to this existence
for the children of poverty ?