even though i don't exist
of a world that doesn't care
my arms enfold the dole queue
malnutrition dulls my hair
my eyes are black and lifeless
with an underprivileged stare
i'm the beggar on the corner
will no-one spare a dime?
i'm the child that never learns to read
'cause no-one spared the time
i'm the murderer and the victim
i'm a sad and bruised old lady
i'm a middle aged businessman
with chronic heart disease
i'm another teenaged suicide
in a street that has no trees
i'm a starving third world mother
i'm a house wife hooked on valium
i'm a cancer ridden spectre