Why is it that in times of plenty
so many live in dire need
sleep on the ground, and cry in hunger
while others are consumed by greed?
Why can’t our eyes weep with sorrow?
Where is the mercy our hearts do keep?
While others starve, we fill our bellies
While others freeze, in beds we sleep.
Do not their hearts deserve to dream?
Should not their stomachs have their fill?
Remember – all we take for granted
we could share – and have plenty still.