Something Decent To Eat Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Something Decent To Eat



Armchair warriors,
Approving from distances...
With a giving of their support,
For those conflicts fought on foreign shores...
Will one day end after trillions spent,
To leave an economic dent and millions poor...
Has left less evidence of peace.
But more wishing they could afford...
Something decent to eat.
And a job that pays for shelter to sleep.
Or a doing away of those deceivers who leap,
From one told lie that hides another.

Give me some love.
Not a weapon and a reason to fight.
Give me the love,
And not promises that will ignite...
An empty stomach and a sleepless night.
Conflicts you keep in my sight..
Has stopped feeding my mind and appetite.

Give me some love.
Not a weapon and a reason to fight.
Give me the love,
And not promises that will ignite...
An empty stomach and a sleepless night.
Conflicts you keep in my sight..
Has stopped feeding my mind and appetite.

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