Your garbage is their food,
the city streets their living room.
alleyways dark, foreboding their bedrooms.
When we finally open our eyes,
maybe these humans will be treated
better than the rats they share
their bathrooms with daily.
We need to let them live with us,
not around us like outcasts.
Life is turning into some futuristic
society where the downtrodden huddle
i masses and use their wits to survive.
Rich corporate raiders feed off their misery,
whatever they can profit from easily.
Are we living our society's last stand,
hopefully not just yet. . .
or we will be gathering berries,
grunting and starting fires with two sticks.
Timothy Michael DiVito c1996
I have been writing poetry for 44 years. I began writing poetry when I was 15 years old and to this date I have written over 16,000 poems. I have had poems published in The San Fernando Journal, The Rag Mag, WYRD, The Cultural Reverence(e-magazine) and in Kiiroo(e-magazine), Mobius and the World Peace Anthology. I have over 1000 poems published in all. I also have a poetry page on Wix.com entitled anemotionaljourney.com. I also have written a Science Fiction/Fantasy novel entitled "The Blue Sphere" and I am currently working on three other books at the present time. The first is entitled "The Angel and the Witches, the second is "Once Upon A Halloween" and the third is "The Devil's Playground".
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