The World We Inherited
There is so much pain around the world:
A burqa clad young girl returning from college
Riding a scooter, attempts to reach home sooner
But a huge truck rams her flimsy ride and she is torn
Into two. She calls home and tells them she is going away!
A sad young father with a babe in arms is boarding a bus
To return home from the free hospital to which he had taken
His baby for treatment. He finds he is unable to pay the fare:
His pocket is picked. Thieves waste no time on compassion.
There are cases of babies seized from despairing moms.
They mourn a world where they say:”Man eats man!”
Women going to work lauding their gold chains
Are assaulted and their precious ornament seized
In a moment by well dressed thieves who come
Riding, chain snatching and fleeing on motor bikes!
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