One day, a vulture saw a dying hungry child
A meal was in the vulture's mind
The child died and the vulture wanted to eat
But to its own surprise, there was no meat
Only four lines, but they pack a punch. I like the courage needed to write it.
Money, money everywhere but how much is really spent on CARE... Colin J...
I dont know what to say..my heart just breaks. It is the absolute truth! D
My pain almost clearly explained by your poem. Sometimes when I do something to help the needy people, my heart tear into millions pieces. They ask, why must I spend on the children of other? and at that moment my humane sadness comes to the peak point. They call me crazy and idiot but they can't see beyond their priority. When I swallow the nice food on my nice dining table, my tears falling and I can't stop my own tears due to sadness within. all about them who hungry and starving. Thanks for nice poem and I hope what we try to do shall make those starving children taste what is meaning of life and living life. My be my effort is very little but at least it will open human eyes to act for humanity. Excellent.
Striking and powerfull, it summons a rapid need for change in humanity.
amazing imagination. both r hungry. who can meet up the hunger for whom?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing. Simply amazing beyond words, Aufie. Deeply, I am touched with a sad sigh. Your poem, here, provokes one to thought. An old vulture had a better chance at life than a child, a human being- - simply because of something that's totally preventable. If ever a peace to heighten awareness, this in it.