What...No Food? Poem by peter hugo mcclure
What...No Food?
When man became a slave to greed
He soon became unable to feed;
Even those with money to buy
Because of the enormous lie;
That every-thing was safe and sound;
Yet...there was no food to be found.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: greed
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4/23/2024 5:46:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
as you poetically stated: foof 4 thought. take care.