Emile Pinet Poet Free verse

Hypocrites and Charlatans

My soul hears the cries of a child, 
its tears, tethered to the whims of fate.
Children shackled to poverty,
without a future, and bereft of love;
struggle to survive in a world of plenty.

And we exploit their plight,
pretending to care, if they live or die;
by sponsoring phony, profitable charities.
But the fact is, we care little for them;
they're mere propaganda fillers for political news.

We go to church, bend our knees, and pray
to God to forgive our sins.
But we believe we've found a loophole in
God's unconditional love;
how can He fault us for using our free will?

But God commanded us to love our neighbor;
that choice was never left to us.
Humans are hypocrites and charlatans;
who claim to be compassionate beings.

For we allow hungry children to starve to death,
without feeling any remorse or guilt.
We view their world as somehow make-believe,
convincing ourselves their suffering can't be real.

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Connie Marcum Wong April 9, 2019 at 1:26 PM So true Emile. The worst are groups that take money that people send in to help those in need that never gets to the ones who need it. Bless all who are suffering. I do send in money and just hope those who are claiming to help are honest. Have a wonderful Easter Emile. : ) xxoo Emile Pinet April 9, 2019 at 1:39 PM Thank you Connie, you have a kind heart, have a great Easter with your family my friend, Emile.