Tom Higgins

Rookie - 60 Points (Egremont)

Statistics Of Poverty - Poem by Tom Higgins

The number of kids who die because their water isn't clean,
is one every four seconds.
For the rest of us, what does this mean?
Well, that's, fifteen a minute, yes that's a fact,
equal to nine hundred per hour, when will we act?
This is an obscenity, that we can halt,
it's no good to finger point, or to delegate fault,
let's all get together, and do something, now!
Anyone out there want to help? And how?
Twenty one thousand and six hundred every day,
come on all of Earth's folk,
these numbers are real, this is not a joke!
It is in reality much worse.
to have to live with poverty's curse
and that the future looks so bleak,
when you have no voice, with which to speak.
How would you feel if it was you?
How would you cope, what would you do?
And then we hit the frightful figures,
the total of kids who die every year,
because a basic need is not there,
seven million, six hundred and twenty four thousand,
plus a few more statistically missed,
but never forget, each one had a name,
and was always lovingly kissed.

Tom 21/04/2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I have seen so many instances of the cruel losses imposed by lack of water, which I have never experienced.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 21, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 22, 2012


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