I don't know destitute.
I could use the bathrooms
In McDonalds,
If I eat there.
I'm no refugee.
Neither are you.
We have computers, not canvas.
I warmed up the coffee today
And the dishwasher needs to go through
For the third time this week.
Homeless:  We have them.
Poor:   We'll always have them.
Hungry:  Look to the soup kitchens.
Sick:  The gurneys are lined in the halls.
Death:  It's all around, and increasing.
And still, in that tent or Uber taxi
A child is born to change all this.