This world is full with emptiness
Oxymoronic, but truth nonetheless
There is the emptiness of hunger
body, soul & mind
All of these I wish to contemplate
We fill ourselves with haughty ideas of helping others
Shall we sacrifice ourselves
Our comforts
And go
To these other worlds
To help those other people
Oh what sacrifice
For but a month’s worth of time
Not a life time, as they
We want to fill them with our sentiments
Never you mind their grossly protruding abdomens
I am full
With pride and self admiration,
For my wordy deeds
They choke on our sentiments
Vomit our words
Starving for knowledge
To be taught to harvest their own sustenance
Hungry for freedom
From their oppressive government that leaves them only our sentiments to savor when our sacrificial month is done.
Clamoring for recognition
As a human, a person
Not merely some impoverished Third World charitable donation
Get my face off your television screen
Get my plight into your heart
Don’t give me a meal
Give me a shovel and a seed
Don’t give me an immunization
Give me the enlightenment to immunize my own nation
Don’t build me up to let me fall
Build me up to allow me to stand alone
Don’t expose my and my children’s hunger
Expose the government that keeps us hungry
Feed our minds, as well as our bodies
Thus giving us untold strengths
Strengths enabling us to overcome the government that crushes us under the thumb of ignorance
Until this is accomplished
Your month,
Sacrificial though it may seem,
Is for naught.
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Sophia, all I can say is WOW! What an amazing piece of work. I have read little that has portrayed the great battle between helping those in need and patronizing them; you managed to hit both sides with the amazing work.
I was truly glad I clicked on this article!
Thanks for writing it.
God Bless.
Sincerely,
Dan Blankenship
www.therunninggirl.com
