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THE THIRD WORLD WEEPS FIRST    
The other day I was perplexed so I  pondered and reckoned
It occurred to me that the Third World always comes second
The other night I came to the conclusion that what’s really the worst
Is that the Industrial Nations always come first

Hey, it’s more important for Mr. Important to get his T-Bone steak
Then to look at youthful skin and bones that cause my heart to break
I hear all the pleas for donations from various organizations
But why would anyone collect money for other irrelevant nations?

We’ve got our own problems here to reflect and repair
So forget those hungry mothers whose breasts have no milk to share
Simply make sure Mr. Important is comfy with Tammy his assistant on a plush leather chair
And Mrs. Important knows about Tammy and finds this whole exercise in selfishness quite unfair

Well fair it ain’t and I can tell  you why in ways by the score
Because no matter how our economic stimulus is all Americans want is more
More of what Mr. Moore has more of him then him and one lovely daughter
But does anyone realize that billions of people on this planet are drinking stagnant and parasitic 
water?***

So this may only be conjecture but I heard some gentleman saying something
Something about he bought his wife a flawless six carat diamond ring
S**t, sell that ring and feed……. House…… and clothes billions of people and let them praise the 
rich
Or instead purchase a new Ferrari, Lamborghini or Excalibur for your dyed  platinum blonde 
b***h
            ©2011.…..Phreepoetree
If you have the time and the inclination to do so….Google “Water Charity,” and see how 
profoundly easily you can change one person’s life for a very long time…..Peace 
out…..Phreepoetree
P.S HOW MANY EIGHT YEAR OLDS YOU THINK AIN’T HEARD THE NAME FOR A FEMALE DOG 
BEFORE AND SOME EIGHT YEAR OLD KID  PROBABLY DROPS THE “F” BOMB EVERY HOUR ON 
THE HOUR…..AND I CAN’T even TYPE THE WORD B***h, AND PRECISELY HOW MANY YOUNG 
CHILDREN, WHEN GRANTED ACCESS TO ANY WEB SITE ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE WOULD 
COME TO POETRYSOUP TO LOOK AT OUR WORLD ALTERING WORDS ~free cee!~ now kids… 
get off poetry soup and GO BACK TO PLAYING MARIO BROTHERS.
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