Hunger In Our Midst

From reliable sources and friends on the web, I heard. Five million children or even more, with no daily bread. An age of exponential knowledge, health and wealth. Yet hunger so severe, mercy is only in death's stealth. As I put pen to paper trying to find the right words to rhyme, a thousand more people are dead from hunger and dying in grime. They are so far away nothing much I can do, so I theorized. Throwing lunch in the bin while dinner is planned, potato or rice? At the table, a child will play with his food, rejecting all but ice-cream. Out of guilt comes the lecture about a life of waste and living a dream. It's not our children's fault for not knowing about life's complexities. Humanity comes at a cost face we must, our moral responsibilities. You do not have to be a millionaire to help, for many ways God has prepared. Our Divine Mercy Greed is to give in Deed but if impossible, give in Prayer. The power of prayer is potent, so far- reaching that He has now touched our Site. For it was meant that out of the Poetry Soup, a group of helpers would arise. To all distinguished Poets who heard Demetrio's call to fight Hunger. In your midst, someone has the means to pull a little life from going under. Our prayer is that we all stand together and do our best. God is merciful, God is good, and He will do the rest. T M Ioane (March, 2014)