Alfonso Siverls

When - Poem by Alfonso Siverls

You know the look
You have seen the pictures
Thin to the bone
Eyes back in the socket
Bloated stomachs
You can see the skeletal
Flies, flies and more flies

It tugs at conscience
And moves your soul
Some denied it
Others can’t bear to hear or watch

However you place blame
Politics, religion, economics or racism
This degree of human suffering does not
Fit comfortably in any category

Part of the world is concern with losing
Weight to improve how others see them
Another part of the world unable to gain weight
Due to starvation
What an ugly irony

When will things change

When seems never to come
And things just remain the same

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Comments about When by Alfonso Siverls

  • Colin J... (7/4/2011 6:26:00 AM)

    When? ...
    That's the big question...
    Good poem...
    Colin J...
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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 4, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, July 4, 2011

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