The Threadbare Man Cries In The Third World Poem by nimal dunuhinga
The Threadbare Man Cries In The Third World
They do experiments, acrobats and miracles et cetera.
Their radars never catch a slight picture of him.
Even they see never bother of zero figures.
The bourgeoisie organizations bloom like mushrooms
and boast their welfare services.
The soft-hearted and soggy earth never refused to hide
the exodus and their poor skeletons.
To my poet friend Charles Chaim Wax
(not seen in the site a long time.)
I like this one very much. You appear to have made a rather political statement in this Nimal. Non Governmental Organisations, appear to be given short shrift here. That so, I fully support the premise. But the narration being your creation, there is no hectoring just a simple statement put so well.
Your slight picture of a threadbare man is exceptional, but the indifference of the material world is so resounding I wonder if his spare tears will be heard.. Each person who reads this poem must decide that for himself. Sandra
Hi a very good poem, i see bouth sides of this i live in England i will have food everyday untill i die, and a doctor to see me when i am ill, and i have no worries only the passing of time.my friends in Thailand work very hard for very little,500 thb a lot of money to see a doctor. but i think there way is best. Take care Roy.
This has just inspired me to write a poem for the poor, in fact that is what I shall call it! Thankyou so much Nimal, I will tell you when I submit it! Love Duncan X
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Constructive writing. Maybe they need new eyes. Susie.