Four o’clock in the morning-  

She rises for work-  

Coffee brewing, Folgers, I presume-  

The shower calls her name—  

  

Steam rising—the resemblance of a sauna-  

Water hitting the ceramic floor-  

Like tiny pebbles of sand—  

  

She finds the shower very soothing—very cleansing-  

As the water starts to dissipate-  

Her day begins—  

  

She is dress now-

She begins her trek for work—

She is cold and shivering   

As she awaits her public transportation—  

  

There is no other transportation that awaits her-  

Her privacy is on hold-  

For the public transportation yields none-  

She must either wait for her arrival to work—or back home  

To regain her privacy—  

  

For she represents—the macroscopic view of poverty-

The middle class

Which has been absorbed into the ‘Haves and Have-Nots-  

For she represents   

           A nation of Poverty—  

  

Written by   

          G E Shaw