You’ve just got to stop,
And consider for a moment.
All the people,
Who are actually broken,
You’ve just got to pause,
And think for a second.
Of all the people,
Who are actually threatened.
You’ve just got to cease,
And see for an instant.
All the people,
Whose actual existence,
Is actually threatened.
Of all the people,
Who at mealtime,
Don’t even have a half a dime,
To pay for everything they need.
The things they require,
To live and breathe,
For more than the next 24 hours.
Of all the people,
Who have disabilities,
But don’t have the utilities,
To stop them being anorexic.
To help them learn,
Even though they’re dyslexic,
So they can grow up and be happy.
Of all the people,
Plagued by war.
Bodies that are washed ashore,
On beaches found on far off islands,
Where they were killed.
From the bombs in the highlands,
Where nobody has a chance to live.
And yet somehow,
We still manage,
To complain of our disadvantage.
How today we were just so tired,
So much homework,
Our food wasn’t cooked as required.
Even though we have everything.
by Heidi Foster
It shows me a different point of view. We don't recognise these things in our daily lives, but when someone shares it in a poem, you feel upset and you go into thought. Then you feel nice/good, because someone has thought about a important .
ReplyDeleteI really like this poem because it shows us how we take so many things for granted, where we complain about how we get too much homework, how school is boring, while there are so many people in the world who would die to be in the position we are in right now.
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ReplyDeleteYour poem rhymed and made sense. And many people can't do both. They try too hard to make their poem rhyme but then it suddenly loses meaning and becomes nonsense (I know that poems don't HAVE to rhyme).
ReplyDeleteYou managed to do both which is amazing. Please make more poems like these (Like these: Poems that convey a deep meaning).