The people weep and wail as they starve,

And hunger daily for the wealth they have,

Yet they lack. The rivers of tears on their streets

Amidst so much as same they lack too much,

They roam naked and empty, amidst a world of

Wealth. The old mourn their young, the young

no hope for tomorrow. Their daily strife they see

as the way of life amongst a million paths in life.

In the ocean of wealth they sleep and wake,

The streams of possibilities, billions of realities

The world is amazed at how the table turned,

as hungry men did what they must to feed their

starving wives and children, they picked from

the bin and feed themselves, they roamed

the streets in search of crumbs.

 
Then came the foreign workers and

the table turned. The men took a trade

most unfamiliar; the human batter, the

trading of money for a ransom to keep

alive the body and soul.

 
Quiet they were in their squalors.

Longsuffering they were in their pain.

People’re starving and dying daily, the town is

dry, the young are hungry, the old are moaning,

no money, no water, no food, no light to see,

The evil politicians call for re-elections

By the same neighbours they’re killing.

God who would you send to save us?

It is barbaric, idiotic and evil too to climb to

Your throne on a skeleton of your brother,

it is sad, sorrowful and depressing to mount

the carcasses of your sisters to get to your goal.

No choice but to depend on them.. At the same time though fearing them.. Is this the way it is supposed to be.. Not knowing how to not live in fear.. Growing up in a world so much bigger then her.. So much trouble understanding and learning.. Everything seeming like a big giant to her.. When others say it is mearly the size of a pea.. She wonders if she will ever make it there.. Or will she forever live in this world where only the giant Rom.. She does  not want to be so dumb.. She just wants it just a little more clear.. Why cant it be.. She hides from everything new..