Food, sex, sleep
safety, shelter
basics of life
that not everyone has

War torn countries
lands where all trees
are cut down
minerals taken
water spoiled
lands of death and
lands of the sad

My pillow is soft
my belly full
flowers bloom
outside my door
but in other lands
a child has not food
soon isn’t with us
any more

Please, let’s share, care
help where we can
or soon this sorrow
can come right here
not just in a far away land

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