A Cold World

A Cold World

Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

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Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

Summary

Just talking about how we see people that have nothing with out seeing how they could be us! We are a resourceful world who throws away so much like we have the abundance already stored! But we don't we buy our food instead of growing it! So instead of controlling our food supply we leave it up to the food industry! But this is not what this poem is about! So please read!

Summary

Just talking about how we see people that have nothing with out seeing how they could be us! We are a resourceful world who throws away so much like we have the abundance already stored! But we don't we buy our food instead of growing it! So instead of controlling our food supply we leave it up to the food industry! But this is not what this poem is about! So please read!

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Submitted: May 03, 2014

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Submitted: May 03, 2014

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People are cold!
Would send donations to charities
And walk past a homeless person, while talking on their cell phones.
Just seems hypocritical when you look at it!
With their fancy clothes and expensive accessories,
Pretending not to see the presence of a person shivering on a cold slab of concrete.
But wait! No you give to feed the children in Ethiopia!
You do your part! You have a heart!
Yea you know! The commercial with the little girl,
And the fly that keeps walking around her face!
The same girl who never gets old!
The same face my mother saw when she was my age!
Guess they didn't know, the money they were sending wasn't really feeding the children!
There are rich business owners with fat pockets,
Who drop by and take videos and feed off their images of hope!
Because just $1 a day can feed a whole family!
Their glutinous greed, will watch these children,
As their bellies swell from malnourishment;
And die off while pudgy business men, extort their sunken faces!
But that's another story!
You mean to tell me, that you can’t stop for five seconds, to check in your purse for loose change!
Yet,would waist a quarter in the vending machine to feed your fat addictions!
And how sad it is, when you can say to yourself that they chose their situation!
And say, "All they will do is buy drugs with it!"
When you get angry and protest on Facebook and in other social networks,
How wrong people misjudge you!
But you never think that just one misdirection, one wrong choice or one unfortunate
Fate could land you; right in the same exposed coldness of dismissal that you displayed!
And how would you feel, as you watch people glance at you with a look of judgment?
And you sit there with a face of defeat!
Then you gain enough courage, because your survival mode kicks in!
And you ask a person for spare change,
Only to hear, "Get A Job Bum!"

~Bri~


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