Paradise

We sit in front of our technology each day,

Making money in any which way.

Little do we think of those less fortunate than ourselves,

That scrounges around for mere morsels of bread that fall from bakery shelves.

Stop and think for once, of those that we walk over day by day night by night,

They too deserve to be part of this Paradise.

A young boy sits next to the road dying,

He has not had food for weeks and weeks but he is not crying.

People walk past him and spit at him as if he is trash,

How can we allow him in our society, how can we give him our cash?

He will not last too long as he is too weak and basic functions are no longer,

In our Paradise how do we allow such “people” to get stronger?

We are supposed to be the “next Generation”, that is supposed to feel for others?

We are nothing but greedy Martians, that do not qualify to be called human beings.

Our noses are stuck in the air and our eyes are directly ahead of us.

We will not look around in case we need to part with some cash.

We are pathetic in every single way, no sign of empathy anywhere on our beings.

We have no place, being here in Paradise.

Never before have I seen such a show of disgust,

On the faces who witnessed this boy lying in the dust.

He is close to his last breath and still he is pushed father away in despair,

Never in his short life, has he ever had a pair of shoes to wear.

So take your pompous attitudes, your money and titles and get out,

You do not belong in Paradise, as you are loveless.