Friday, 2 August 2019

Deprivation And Opulence Two Sides Of The Capitalist Coin.

       Not a new poem of mine, one from a my wee collection of poems on the subject of "that crazy ape", but still how I see the world.

My Window With A View.
From my TV window on the world
I see the crazy ape
build mountains of meat
while, an arms length from my heart
a host of children die of hunger.
We with guilty silence play our part
deaf to tears that drop like thunder.
The crazy ape
casts fish back into the sea
not a length of a sigh from swarms
grovelling in rubbish tips.
Can't we hold our brothers dear,
why no righteous anger from our lips?
Now the crazy ape
hoards fields of wheat
yet, the distance of a tear-drop
hands beg a simple crust of bread,
a ritual only death will stop;
must justice wait 'till all are dead?
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