How Many? Poem by elani mills

how many children starve?
left to fall between the cracks,
How many men exploited?
for little pay, they break thier backs,
How many women raped?
In the one place that they felt safe?
How many blacks and jews bashed?
for being born, they cop the lash,
because,

In a world built on numbers,
nothing is ever done,
millions born, but billions die,
we're all too tired to even cry,
Lies are promised,
We do what we're told,
we pause, hold our breath,
wait to see what the future holds.

How many are sleeping in bins?
How many children forced to adult sins?
how much pain inflicted,
because of someones accent?
How much power put into monetary gain?
We are ruled by the richest,
not the wisest nor the best,
the world turns on it's axis,
we are in stassis,
Because,

in a world built on numbers,
nothing is ever done.
millions born, but millions die,
and we are all to tired to cry,
lies are promised,
we do as we are told,
we pause, hold our breath,
wait for the future to unfold.