Daily diet

The room spins
and the sins of the thousands unfold
have I told you I love you ?
Unreality surrounds me
pictures of millionaire players
big houses, soothsayers
yet tomorrow you are to be evicted
convicted of nothing more than being poor
in a country drowning in wealth...
for a few at least, I don't know
the wealthy stay scarce,
if they wanna remain healthy
in my neighborhood, it's survival
how do you do it?
3 kids, illness a daily diet
yet you manage a smile
while cleaning puke, scraping rent
and stacking books
I look at you in wonder,
wonder why you don't buy
an uzi and start spraying
every passerby in an SUV
you see, but you don't
you get up, fix breakfast
get them to school
pick them up, then dinner
homework and bed instead
Have I told you I love you ?