America written on your lady of liberty statute in new york , you ask fpr the tired, the poor, those yearning to breathe free. and we are here behind that statute, waiting in articulate rage for our change to come. we cry out to you from the 500 hundred people standing in line for one job line, from the welfare long line and cheap bargain stores, as we eat the corner store's high priced make believe steaks and bullet proof beans that make up our daily bread the American dream for us is quickly becoming a constant nightmare, even while awake and slowly the great horn of plenty is running dry. for we are overworked,overlooked, underpaid, victimized and forgotten in this land of the free and home of the brave.and the money eagle still flies, but too high for the poor to catch. blacks,whites,yellows,browns, all sing the blues of hard times, some off key and some on. congressmen and city council legislate themselves higher salaries , less work days and longer vacations an d more fun times supposedly taken to other lands to to study how poor we are here. Democrats are doing it to their secretaries, while the Republicans are doing it to the nation.taxes are high,heat and utilities too. the cost of living is going up while the chance at living is going down. food stamps throat was cut and as our world turns people in other lands are watching the land on the mat taking the count. the wait and want for daily bread and a better chance to live clings like a bad season to the poor ,tired and weary.poverty's sorrow slides past the cheap wine inspired laughter, the stolen *** moments to blot everything out and forget, all these things form a chain of human need can i get a witness ?