No Hope City

This is a ditty
About an old biddy,
Once young and pretty,
Considered smart, witty,
Left poor, homeless
In No Hope City,
Looking shabby and gritty,
Her daily survival
Quite tricky,
Abandoned by all
Without any pity,
Friends, family - gone,
She'll soon die alone
With no one to pity
In No Hope City...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz