Adversity

By Orchid   

Radiant sunlight
Cascades down upon the slums.
The poor vagrant falls.

The bleak, frigid chill
Permeates the old, dead slums.
The poor vagrant falls.

The shimmering rain
Saturates the dreadful slums.
The poor vagrant falls.

The blustering squall
Ravages the crippled slums.
The poor vagrant falls.

The grim conditions
Control the eerie slums, yet
The vagrant lives on.

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