|| Hands for the Hungry|
|| Christopher W. Thomas (firstname.lastname@example.org) |
|| Tues May 25, 1999 at 9:45PM |
Hands for the Hungry
On this very day in nineteen eighty-six
Seven million Americans joined in it ...
Holding hands in an enormous line
All the way across the countryside fine
To bring media attention to the plight
Of the hungry and homeless who fight
The rest of us for their own little space
Their piece of the rock, their own grace
So many do - in cities, and in the "burbs"
Looking for food and clothes at the curbs
Some become so defeated in their quest
They give it up, and jump to their deaths
As a lady did last night with her four kids
Sitting on a railway track till she was hit
Killing her and three of the small ones ...
(The remaining one's guarded - numbed)
Leaving us with the distinct impression
Holding hands all the way across the nation
Hasn't really done enough to help the poor
For so many are still disaffected, for sure
There needs to be a better way to fix ...
The problems in our midsts, which trick
Us into believing everything's just peachy
Because the job market's grown so completely ...
That factor alone does not at all tell the tale
For there are still some who're in their own jails ...
And cannot see their way out of the mire
And it's these folks who need to hold hands ...
around a fire ...
© Christopher W. Thomas
8:45pm Tues. May 25th, 1999