Gil Tee Poems
Land Of Plenty
There are people all around the world,
Starving and forgotten,
And apples on the ground, dew-pearled,
Left lying to go rotten.
You must have seen them on TV
And wondered who the hell’s to blame.
It could be you - or even me -
The world keeps turning just the same.
The losers in the human race
Accuse us in the Hall of Shame;
A land of plenty in disgrace,
Unworthy of the world’s acclaim.
Perhaps it’s time to make a stand
Against the kind of life we lead.
What good’s the money in your hand
When there are hungry mouths to feed? ...
Hard Rain Coming
They say we're making progress and things are better now
They say we're living longer and we're healthier somehow
They say that life's improving in oh! so many ways
But who can turn the water into wine these days?
They say there is no problem that science cannot solve
They're working on a potion to stop us growing old
They say it won't be long before we send a man to Mars
But is that any comfort to the millions who starve?