Famine
Famine
Written: by Tom Wright
3/29/03
The dove of peace flies clear this land laid waste,
where life is sacrificed daily for a misguided belief.
Those responsible voice mellifluous words in haste,
living sumptuously, while commonalty seeks relief.
For the uncaring, God, esteems with arrant disdain,
as children's bulbous bellies, in number, are as sand.
With vociferousness the caring unite in loud refrain,
oft shedding tears that only God would understand.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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