The world's full of hunger,
While some comfortably dine.
The eating of fair dainties.
And tasting of fine wine.
Someone's had no meat
To eat in quite a while.
Someone digs for morsels
From a lowly trash pile.
But, once out of ‘sight'
Is to be out of mind;
Simply deemed a tragedy
in the scheme of time.
HARSH REALITY.Art of modern living is without an iota of conscience Selfishness rules the world Salley Who will change UNO? WFO? WHO? OR some UFO from alien space should fly over the earth and throw food packets just like Santa clause during Christmas days. --KAVIN CHARALAN
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This is profoundly truthful and troubling. We continue to discard edible food daily, It is a shame.Your compassionate, caring poem makes clear America's wasteful ways. A very worthy write