Spoiler
I had to write this for my LA class and the picture gives me 10 more points (as long as it relates to my poem - which it does).
Poverty
Children starve
and adults cry.
Pets are killed
and babies die.
Feeling a raging monster
in their stomach.
Starvation.
A dry throat
and cracked lips,
people sobbing with no tears,
sounding like nails across a blackboard.
No humidity
or moisture.
Dehydration.
People left jobless,
because of
color,
culture,
education.
(Lack of) Respect (and) trust.
A ghost town has been left,
ravaged by the weight of the world.
Dry papers and sand whisper through
but leave no mark.
It will be forgotten here
but will rear its head elsewhere.
Help stop poverty.
