Winston Harding Poems
Poverty In The 21st Century
It's the 21st century
The media displays it day and night,
Poverty across the globe lies
Poverty cries out from the belly of little boys
Little girls, parents too
Desperately searching for food,
Shelter, clothing, for love,
Companion, for attention
Those with plenty, refuse
To amend, a world haunted by
Is poverty affecting the rich?
Are their poverty the same
As the poor in financial constrains?
For they, too, poverty of love
I see poverty in the learned
I see poverty in those whose
Selfish acts are destroying ...
On The Elevator
Rushing to work, up in the sky
Taking the elevator, up! Up! Up!
People coming in, one by one
Dressed appropriately, never a smile
People sadden by age, by profession
Ravished by economic turns, never a smile
People with relationship problems, enter en masse
Never, never a smile