I Am Just A Statistic I am just a statistic, one you politicians share. You look good trying to help me, even though you don't care. You say you don't have enough money, you earn enough pay! When I panhandle in the streets you say, "Get out of my way!" Minimum wage is plenty for you; get off your butt and work! After a month of work and I am still on the street, who is the jerk? No matter how I do the math, I still cannot squeeze by. The little money I make, housing it will not buy! I set up some plastic in a local woods, the only home I know. A month later brings the cops and it is time to go! After a few years of running, I decide to make a stand, They tell me to leave and I say, "No way, this is my land!" You are trespassing! Go to some other place! Off to court they take me, I am considered a nuisance case. All men are created equal; you will have your chance today. Underpaid and overworked a court appointed attorney earning his pay. No time does this lawyer have to give me today, his workload too full. So off to court unprepared and unrepresented, nothing to deal with the Bull! My only crime is that I am poor; no crime has been committed. My only chance a jury, so that I might be acquitted. But before a judge I have no chance, my hopes are all lost. Now let's take a look at how much overcrowded jails cost. What is the solution, where can I do my part? My suggestion would be, that if you have one, to follow your heart. © Mark Pierce Proverbs 14:31 He who oppresses the poor curses his Maker, but he who honors Him has mercy on the needy.