As long as there is hunger and poverty,
how can man sleep? Should we not share
our bread with the gaunt face of the
hungry? Can we ever rest as long as one
lies their body upon an asphalt mattress?
Should we not reach out to our brothers
and sisters of the poor?
When? When will we all...do that?
© Joe Fazio
(brief renderings) Joe Fazio
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hunger-50/
