Thursday, May 18, 2017

Hunger Games Script Into A Crypt

Hunger Games Script Into A Crypt
Hotel Irvine breakfast but without Hotel California song
Second Harvest trying to right the hunger wrongs
Hard to believe in the land of million dollar yachts moored unused in Newport Bay
The pirate ship of hunger sails the Main and too often rules the day
Beamers, Rovers, Porsches, Mercedes clog the streets
Hidden in the shadows are thousands with not enough daily to eat
A million dollars buys a small shack on a postage stamp of land
While the malnourished drift slowly in a growing despairing band
Something in this county of prosperity is out of focus and so very wrong
Hunger is a blot on our prosperity image that does not belong
Hunger is a cruel fact of life for 315,000 souls of Orange County
Hidden, invisible—the hunger walking dead shut out from its bounty
Waving goodbye to the American Dream hello to the Hunger Nightmare
Impossible to advance or achieve when the belly is empty and the cupboard bare
Time to open one’s wallet to rewrite the Hunger Games deadly script
Time to bury hunger in a locked and secure crypt
Great title for a movie but in real life the idea sucks
Time to fill the plates of those hungry and down on their luck
Instant gratification for the donor who volunteers or money gives
Nothing more basic than needed food allowing a person to live!
May 18, 2017 Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet
Alaskanpoet for Hire, Poems to Admire
Poet Extraordinaire beyond Compare

The Perfect Gift All to Receive a Lasting Lift

No comments:

Post a Comment