Poem

This is a poem writen by my big brother lukey
xx oo love you

: Less & More

There is east, there is west.

There is rich, there is poor.

There are nations, there are races;

yet there is so much more.

There is hunger, there is food,

there is greed; while at war.

There are mansions, there are huts,

there are boots; while feet are sore.

There is water while there’s thirst

,yet no bottles for the poor.

There are people below poverty-

with no shelter from the war.

How long...will they take it for?