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Dec 2010
I walk in splendour
as others
have no shoes
on their feet
I indulge in gluttony
as others
have nothing to eat.

I travel in luxury sipping
champagne
others only have
***** water
to drink,
their stomach's
racked with pain

I live within a blinkered
society
whilst many with
cataracts
cannot see.

I know one thing
to be true
in the big divide
I would rather
be me than you.

Β©andrew Penman2012

May all gods children have food and shelter!
May all gods children have food and shelter!
Written by
Andrew Penman
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