Breadline
Waiting
For food
For daily bread
For survival
Not just for you
But for the little ones
Standing at your feet.
Food Pantry
The 21st century breadline
Opens its doors
So that others may live.
There is no shame
Asking for help.
Pay no attention to the jeers
The stares.
You are not a burden
You are not a freeloader.
You are a mother
Doing all she can.
How many of your judges
Have heard their children cry
From hunger pains
From empty stomachs
That love just can't fill.
But love is what brings you here today
To our modern-day breadline.
With outstretched arms
Take our offering.
It is not much
Just enough to help you get by
Until things change for you
Until things get better.
Until that day comes
We will remain open.
Your children are crying
Wipe away their tears
For their stomachs will be filled soon
And we will serve the next customer
Waiting in the breadline.