Mr.unemployed has ripped pants, same shirt
A smile appearance that always hurts,
Head low,
a pain he tries not to show,
His hair is a mess
He tries to dress to impress,
To get a job to fill the hole from recession
High
rising
infatuation,
He has eyes filled with tears
He's always in fear,
Anxious to move on
He tries to be strong,
But
His
body
is
weary,
Because his wallet barely has money,
His faith in god is shaken
His
spirit
is

almost
broken,
He seeks the bible,
Believeing
all
men
aren't
created
equal,

Life and death payments

Food, clothes, and shelther

Is

there

hope

in

the

future?

Decisions made to make nickels and dimes

He's trying not to cry

Hole in his socks and shoes

Not

place

to

live

on

the

avenue,

A single parent during recession

Yet, he survived by

Motivation.