Sob Story Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Give me your poor.
Give me your self righteous.
Give me your...

'The poor?
Self righteous?
I've never known the poor to be self righteous.'

There has been a new category added,
To include those now claiming...
To be amongst those the most in need.

'I see.
So does that mean,
The ones historically disadvantaged...
Are pushed even further back,
On your list of priorities? '

Hey,
Whatever works.
And they have promised to deliver us 'perks'
IF and WHEN the current crisis turns around.

'I see.
So...
You are getting paid for your deeds,
To announce their current dilemma? '

Yes.
A fool I am not.
I've got empty pockets I wish to see filled too.

Give me your poor.
Give me your self righteous.
Give me your homeless and destitute.
Give me your most believed desperate situation.
Give me any sob story at all...
And I'll add your claims to my pity party list.
No one will be refused.
However...
Be creative in the telling of it.