Have you ever fell the hunger,
Seen it burning in her eyes?
Have you ever watched the fire
Scorching bellies, bloated and dire?
Have you ever hugged the skeleton,
The walking dead walk for miles?
Have you ever kissed the cheek
Of the hungry, sick, lame, and weak?
Wasted away, their bodies don't grow.
Wasted away, we don't value their souls.
Wasted away, they starve every week.
Wasted away, their situation is bleak.
Wasted away, time is in our hands.
Wasted away, soulless, we make demands.
Wasted away, we could at least attempt to try.
Wasted away, it is us who should die.
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
Online) - Published: March 16th, 2017 19:16
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem was written back in 2010. It is a reflection on the plight of so many in the world, in contrast to the relative extravagance we live in. We utilize so much of the world's resources, and do so at the cost of so many lives. God forgive us, and may we change.
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments2
why should it be Us who should die?Here in the US the homeless live the way they do because they choose to...very rarely is it not of their own doing...I liked this until the last line, but maybe it is metaphorical ...
Indeed it is metaphorical and it is intended to shock. It is also pointing out that we all participate in the over consumption. I also disagree that the homeless in the U.S. choose to be homeless. Some very well may; however, I don't think that works as a general statement. Many do not choose the circumstances and I certainly don't want to judge most, let alone all, people who are homeless. What's more, this poem is global and not specific to the U.S. It is actually a reflection on Western overconsumption and trade that adversely affects much of the rest of the developing and underdeveloped world. All the same, thank you for reading and for your engaging the poem. Glad it sparked a discussion.
You are right....I think that the reason I said that is because I have personally dealt with a lot of people who don't even try...they want everything handed to them at someone elses expense...they are drug addicted and that is their own fault...thanks for clarifying
You're welcome! Thank you for engaging!
There is so much in the world but those who have it will not let it go to those who NEED it. Good write.
Thank you! That is the sad and definite truth that inspired the poem! Thank you for your feedback!
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