The Poor Least Department
A mother and her son
Were killed in Jamaica Queens on 183rd Street
When a raging flood
Tore through their “hood”
And into their “Illegal” basement apartment
Drowning them to the quick!
Along with the rodents mice cockroaches and assorted insects
Of their fleeting life sustaining
Solvent oxygen allotment
Thoughts and prayers!
Will be the usual societal comportment
Yet no economic
Social nor political change will be enacted
Or sought after for after this shameful development!
How can the richest society on Earth!
Allow these types of ongoing societal crimes
To go on recklessly with abandon
The only “fix” sought being some individual punishment
Carried out by the Police Department
The Free Market Frankenstein Monster Society
Cares little for shining light
To these unfortunate scrimping kinds
The tragedies are suffered
And paid for on “others” dime
Turn the page
Nothing to find?
Only the heartbreak of the families
Of the sick imperiled and dying of
The Poor Least Department
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