Back to the bottom of the barrel
We found a few of us on top of the masses
Of poor, marginalized and ignored.

We few are crying out for help for those below us to those above.
But nobody wants to hear us so our cries go unheard.
We can hear them talking about us and those below us;
But it is not very nice and not much.

The people just outside the barrel look in once and awhile
And even throw us bread or money at times.
But those in charge call them away from the barrel
Using the fear they might fall in.

There are other barrels around with other rejects and poor,
But we cannot see them unless we manage to crawl out
And then we will be put right back in the barrel
As they outside talk some more about us,
And how they can help us if we could help ourselves.

We wait but no one reaches in to pull us out.

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