Cuts Like A Knife

Cuts Like A Knife...
This  To Me Is Not A Game
So many feel Broken & lame,
Millions Ivested into  mental Health,
As I pass another on The Street Screaming at nothing & talking to Self.
Look the other way , Im Just unable single moms ,
Making a Choice Between Xmas & Putting Food on The Table.
The Need Far outweighs the Supply,
Someone pumps gas with Tears in there eyes.
Unemployment is an Absolute Joke,
Your claim Gets Lost As Your Family Goes Broke.
What's The Solution, Is There Any Answer,
Drug Poisoning & Overdose Spread Like A Cancer.
Drug Dealers Grow & Thrive As Working People Fight Desperately Only To Survive.
Addicts are Judged For Saving There Life,
The look in There Eyes Cuts Me Like A Knife.
Every Few Minutes An Overwhelmed One Takes There Own Life.
The Powers That Be, To Us They Are Lying,
And Everday More of Us little People Are Dying.
So For Me This Is Not Even  A Choice,
All I Have Is My Pen & My Voice.
I Only Wish I Could Help & Do So much More,
As I feel This Message To My Very Core.
The Powers That
DONT GIVE UP