You go to breakfast your daily need <br />Pick up a paper any news to read? <br />A mother starves her child is crying <br />In far off lands, there are people dying <br /> <br />Their hunger ravaged stomachs swell <br />Condemned a life of living hell <br />You hear their cries, but not their pleas <br />Where only death brings sweet release <br /> <br />But its not your problem, you earn a wage <br />So eat your breakfast, turn the page <br />That's more like it, a cricket score <br />Forget the million starving poor <br /> <br />But before you leave, just spare a thought <br />It is'nt really all their fault <br />So show some pity instead of scorn <br />They had no choice where they were born.<br /><br />Graham Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/breakfast-time/
