A Poem: What If?
It saddens me to see this world
So full of hate and greed
People needing the thing they "want"
Others wanting the things they need
Wealth is fine if wisely used
To be a voice for good
Instead the rich get richer still
The poor still cry for food
The overpaid like movie stars
And those that play at sport
Reside in homes the size of towns
The hungry not given thought
They argue over miilions earned
To hit a puck on ice
While children die each second passed
And others cling to life
There are the ones who try their best
To do their part it’s true
And yet the millions dying still
Cannot be fed by few
What if the wealth was one day pooled
And shared to everyone
Those with too much could give up some
To those who sit with none
You’re just jealous, I hear you cry
You want what they have gained
It’s not for me I dream this dream
It’s for those who have no name
Their faces all have come to know
Their hunger plain to see
That is if we even stop to look
And think beyond just “me”.