Invisible people

No roof on their heads

Sleeping on the road, not on beds

Invisible in the eyes

Of the people with fame and everything nice

Just one stop will give them hope

Just one penny can help them cope

One loaf of bread, that’s all it takes

When will this chain ever break?

This poem is about: 
Our world

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