Graham Jones


Breakfast Time - Poem by Graham Jones

You go to breakfast your daily need
Pick up a paper any news to read?
A mother starves her child is crying
In far off lands, there are people dying

Their hunger ravaged stomachs swell
Condemned a life of living hell
You hear their cries, but not their pleas
Where only death brings sweet release

But its not your problem, you earn a wage
So eat your breakfast, turn the page
That's more like it, a cricket score
Forget the million starving poor

But before you leave, just spare a thought
It is'nt really all their fault
So show some pity instead of scorn
They had no choice where they were born.


Comments about Breakfast Time by Graham Jones

  • (3/29/2006 6:23:00 AM)


    Generosity, compassion, and charity: 3 admirable qualities which this poem will hopefully engender and which clearly lie in the heart of the speaker. And I am confident that the speaker is you, Graham. A wonderful poem. Warm regards, Gina. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 29, 2006



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