I Struggle

By: Bonnie Lane

I struggle day and night to end this plight.

It just isn’t right.

You see many of me.

But you never have known me.

I struggle to keep my patience 

while standing in line waiting for food,

                                                                                          Waiting for clothes,

                                                                                          Waiting for shelter,

                                                                                          Waiting for a home

While I wait…

Many are cold.

Many are old.

Some die.

I ask how is this justified.

I ask when will it end?

I ask who’s willing to help? To fight?

and while I wait for answers…

I struggle.