richardo posto

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Each And Every Minute - Poem by richardo posto

My life is ok

the children play

I turn on my faucet

I fill my cup.

I go to the toilet

and flush it away

But the distant slum

plays a different score

doo doo in a bag

throw it into the street

The water gets dirty

the kids get sick

Is it true what they say?

Yes, every minute of every day

A child dies from diarrhea untreated

A little star fallen, gone, untweeted.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 16, 2012

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