DEAR UPPER MIDDLE CLASS AMERICA

Dear upper middle class America,
I think you have grown out of touch
in your pristine cities.
forgetting what it's like
to have crumbling walls
deserted strip malls
and real economic problems.

Dropping down from your $70,000 salary
to a $50,000 one
and lamenting your inability
to make payments on your BMW
leading to a hit on your credit
and switching to a regular vehicle
is not the same
as a father crying
in the back of his house
because he can't afford to feed his kids
after working hard for his whole life
with the leathery hands to prove it.

Just because you grew up
sophisticated, articulated, and bright
does not mean
that anybody else who didn't
doesn't deserve the same life
as you,
Knowing that they'll have a meal
a house, a car, a job.

Copyright ©2015 Ashi Shadow - 4/9/16
I had some trouble with the last stanza and I still think the last two or three lines could use some improvement.