Tuesday 3 February 2015

Am I bumming you out yet?

Resources are scarce!
Seldom we see food here!
Thou, who sit in thy castles and thy fortresses of rock
might have things aplenty
and yet thou art not joyful.
We would ask for nothing more
but a blanket to sleep under,
and some bread to quench our hunger.
Thou dost not understand the burden of being poor,
as we do not understand thy burden of being miserable.
It would seem not wealth nor tragedy
can save man from his gruesome destiny.

(03-02-2015)


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