The Un-Loved Ones...

The ones, who were happy and funful,

the ones that were creative and joyful.

Thrown away in the dirt just like garbage.

They have givin up oh their love and courage. 

The others who stare in fright of the sight, 

run in terror like a flight. 

The others who laugh at the saddnes of the ones who were thrown away,

will have a problem that likes to stay.

The one who were sadden and with grief

have no more time to sigh in relief. 

Those who stopped and stared,

refuse to help and give what they can share. 

Those who yelled and laugh and watched them get shoved, 

has taught the ones who are like rats in their eyes are un-loved. 

The un-loved has become a problem,

leaving the wealthy and happy with no issues that end with a bottem. 

The un-loved has their voices singing...

letting the others know thier longing. 

There is no happieness in this hell,

so eveyone tries to make it out with their will...