Choices Poem by Wayne Leon Learmond

Food or warmth?
What do they do?
They can hardly afford the one
But not the two.

Do they starve tonight
And wait till morning
No food in their belly
the hunger gnawing?

Or do they eat
and stay cold
all through the night.?

With no bars on the fire
Because their moneys tight.

Cannot afford both
In this day and age
They have fought for their country
and their country repays.

By making them huddle
In the middle of the night.

Two old souls
who fought for the right.

To live out their lives
in a decent way.

Without having to worry
about keeping warm all day.

And, meanwhile, on the news
There is the sickening sight
Of a Chief Executive
Giving himself a hike.

50 per cent pay rise
On top of what he gets
While pensioners, like them
Cannot afford to keep warm yet.

And the moral of this
I am inclined to bet
Become a Chief Exec
and you will NEVER
be in debt.