<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=367423" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Oxfam: The Principal Priority Is Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's true that 'issues' come and go, except the vital ones... <br>Which tend to linger, as you know, till some start raising funds... <br>Poor people need to eat and drink - just like the rich folks do... <br>The ones that drape themselves in mink and dote on all things new...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rich won't starve when plates are full and goblets flow with wine! <br>Of course, they'd say their lives are cool and everything was fine! <br>With chauffeurs washing limousines and servants cleaning rooms, <br>Yet while the rich graced magazines, the poor were placed in tombs! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How many rich guys do you meet? Not many, I would say... <br>How many poor guys do you greet as you go on your way? <br>Perhaps you give to charity... If so, God bless you, friend! <br>If not, you need some clarity, some focus, comprehend? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">God knows if you can give or not! So God alone can judge... <br>God knows each blemish and each blot, each fumble and each fudge... <br>God knows if you will sacrifice or simply walk on by. <br>God knows the nasty from the nice and who will live... or die...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The baby with no mother's milk, the rich man in his bed, <br>The starlet draped in sumptuous silk, the leper filled with dread... <br>Sometimes my poems can't be sweet - they have a biting edge... <br>Perhaps they'll help somebody eat, if readers make some pledge...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A penny here, a pound or two, a tenner or a grand... <br>Perhaps this poem's just for YOU! Please lend a helping hand! <br>If not, the starving babies cry... the sick find no reprieve... <br>The dying merely sigh, 'Goodbye...' and then this world they leave...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Denis+Martindale">Denis Martindale</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=367423" data-title="Oxfam: The Principal Priority Is Love de Denis Martindale" data-description="It's true that 'issues' come and go, except the vital ones... Which tend to linger, as you know, till some start raising funds... Poor people need to eat and drink - just like the rich folks do... The ones that drape themselves in mink and dote..."></div> </div> </div>

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