5. Fires Of Poverty

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The little boy held aloft, a toy, by mother.
The little boy tossed aloft, a toy, by father.

Laughter from aloft,
a boy, a father, a mother.
Bare floors, bare walls.
Three wooden unpainted chairs
by the barrel stove.
The forth chair burning brightly.

Talk brings comfort,
but silence is the glue.