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Sometimes I ask

Poetry By: Mezquiteno

Greed of the rich

Submitted:Jan 15, 2013    Reads: 32    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

Sometimes I ask, what world do they perceive?
Do they think all they can do is receive?
Is it that easy to turn around and leave?
Sometimes I ask and reality I cannot conceive.

Sometimes I ask, can they not see?
Can they not hear a single plea?
Is money the reason for their existence?
Do they not see that others need assistance?

Sometimes I ask, what will it take?
Can they not hear the world's ache?
DO they not value anything but money?
Sometimes I ask, and reality is an empty tummy.


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