Friday, 10 April 2015

poor mans plate

He said 'm thirsty
Mummy I'm dying for a drink
She replied you'll die if you drink

What's faith
But an undying illusion
Perpatrator of the heart

But than what is love
But an emotion of the blind
For through the hearts they see

They cry in agony
Yells wailing out high
"Injustice to all mankind"

They say there's more fruits
In a rich man's shampoo
Than on a poor mans plate

That's because they care not if we live
They would love it if we died
For we are of no use to them

#Peace 18/03/15

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