POLTERGEIST (ORIGINAL POEM)

Helplessly I watch, asking: ''What is wrong?''
Living a life, damn, you have to be so strong ...
And, all I had in my life, from me they stole,
I have no other chance, than to live in a hole ...
But, yes, I am thankful and at least I have food ...
''Wait for the leader, who will be like Robin Hood!''
No money, no crypto, no gold, yes, nothing at all,
just feeling all the time, that I am so ''small'' ...
An isolation, I do not want anyone at my table,
to ruin my peace, I think I am mad - not stable ...
Life is in the majority, to the people so unfair,
and I feel the poltergeist is dancing in the air ...