Babies forced out of infancy
To journey to adulthood overnight
Women in cages
Workers eating hunger, sweating blood
People living in doghouses
Such wretchedness
Such pain
Such darkness
I turn on the light in a small corner
The darkness gets deeper
I feel like a banana peel
In a roadside trashcan
After the fruit flies’ feast
A blown-up tire
An empty baby formula can
Useless
Waiting for the garbage truck
(Written during one of those moments when nothing seemed to be going right; 24 March 2004)
Cheryl L. DaytecYañgot
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hopelessness-6/
