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Reality check
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My brothers my friends our ignorance knows no ends,
I’m sorry to inform you but we are all blind, not in our sights but in our minds, we all are content with living while others die,
While we eat our dinners every night, small children stand and fight, not for their dinner but for their lives,
These are the children from the third world countries, where the only world they see is full of despair and the thing we know of as hungry,
The want to eat the need to live, the willingness to die for a small piece of bread, while we enjoy our master beds, where do you think they lie there heads,
I hope you’re not as dumb as I think, because another small child dies every time you blink,
These kids are at the brink,
Of extermination not from a man but from the shear lack of adulation,
These children need to worry about their health not if their shoes match their belt,
The worries if they’re going to die, not if they’re going to get a drink and smoke just to get a high,
These kids know no nothing of indulgence, relish, or self-gratification, the only thing they know is fear, death, and complication,
Yet every night we go to bed and complain to the lord about our upset stomachs or our aching heads,
Well get over it because at the end of the day who has a bed side they can kneel next to and pray, its time we stop seeing the world as through our eyes,
Why don’t we try to see it through though’s who have to strive,
Who have only one small strand between whether they live or die, whether they slip or fly,
There needs well surpass our own they need food, love, and a home,
The only ones by their sides are themselves, their hopes and their dyeing pride,
These children our the real soldiers the soldiers at the brink of life, yes I said everydays a war,
Whether they will survive the storm,
That they call their life,
And come on you all know I’m right,
We never think of the needs of others we would rather bicker and complain about each other,
With all that wasted time we could have figured out a way to help these children survive,
Its time for ideas just something to try, because without some help these kids our going down without that famous three second count out,
And although these children are not our own don’t they deserve to live and know what it is to be convivial,
I sure would like to think so, these kids don’t deserve there fate its just they were born in the wrong time and place,
They aren’t important to there countries they just take up space, so why don’t we get up and help and show these children’s that there is some way and some how, and give them that helping hand and give them the lives the should have had, if you agree or if you don’t it doesn’t matter because this was just one of Jade’s special reality checks…
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Very good. Definitely something to make the reader think about the current situation in today’s world. I have written a few similar poems and can understand where you are coming from with this one.
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