By Judy Leidal

This was written in a time of despair which so many of us have been subject to in these economically troubled times. It is time that the tables are turned and the poor get some relief and consideration. I do doubt that this will be printed as it presents a controversial view but I am hoping it will be shared.

I think that I shall never see

a poem lovely as a tree.

Too bad the world just doesn’t care

and will not notice the trees are bare.

You see the world if full of Greed

and can’t see past to see the need.

People hungry, no place to live.

The Rich turn away, they won’t give.

The sadness seen in all the faces

all over the world, in all the places.

It’s time to turn the tables now.

To make the Rich see just how

it is to live from day to day

not sure just how to make your way.

I’d like to see them scrounge around

and make their beds upon the ground.

To watch others just walk past

not even a glance would they cast

upon their needy held out hand

or give them a lift to help them stand.

Oh, the Greed, it takes it’s toll

on every person, on every soul.

So sad to see the world this way

and pray that it will end some day.

I wish the Lord to come and say

“all the sorrows end today.”

Tomorrow will be a better day

and make the Greed go away.