Home

Home is supposed to be comforting, joyful, full of memories, but here's the thing, it’s not the same for everyone. Poverty defines this. I always thought, “Oh, everyone has a home, who wouldn’t have one?!” But little did I know, the true darkside of what we call, “Home”... About half of the people who live in the same world as me call home a broken house, a house on the street, or a pile of garbage. This is strictly defined as “Poverty!” This is also strictly called, “A world issue!” Now we complain. I used to ask my parents, “Why are there homeless people?” They would respond back saying, “Oh, they don’t do work to gain money, for they hated doing it.” But now I learned they live in poverty this year! I would be seeing kids begging in India and Canada for money! There has to be a stop to this! If this keeps continuing, we would have 90% of the world facing poverty! “Without a stop, we should all fear the future of Earth human beings, " in “Poverty Forever.” And it would never stop. I=Us being “Tortured by us Forever!” “So EVERYONE WHO LIVE ON THIS PLANET DESERVES THE ONE AND ONLY HOME”