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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=582764" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What's for lunch?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's ten past noon, <br>he lays there on his couch.<br>Watching television, <br>empty stomached.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's thursday afternoon, <br>six thousand kilometers away.<br>She sits by her toy rock, <br>starved, and dehydrated.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He picks up the remote, <br>changes channel.<br>His stomach gently grumbles, <br>What's for lunch? he wonders.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Temperature rises past thirty-five<br>She fiddles with the dirt.<br>Her stomach endlessly roars<br>What's for lunch? she dreams.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thrity minutes later<br>the doorbell rings.<br>He picks up his twenty <br>and pays the delivery man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sixty seconds later, <br>a beetle crawls by<br>she springs to her feet.<br>and thanks her lord</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He wipes his greasy mouth<br>on his sleeve<br>and leaves his unfinished grub<br>and falls asleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She enjoys her lunch<br>but feels very weak.<br>sick and tired<br>she falls asleep</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two hours later<br>he is awakened by thunder.<br>throws out his leftovers<br>and begins to read the news.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two minutes later<br>she is drenched by rain, <br>she looks at the sky<br>and opens her mouth with a smile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He puts down the paper, <br>and finally gets up<br>to cook his next meal.<br>What's in the fridge? He thinks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She shivers in the rain, <br>orphan, and deseased <br>she walks towards some foiliage.<br>I am safer now. She hopes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He ends his meal, <br>and leaves his house.<br>Climbs into his truck<br>and drives off to a bar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the rain has stopped, <br>she prays and kisses her rock<br>and falls asleep.<br>wet, frail, poor, hungry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Midnight, he arrives<br>back to his cozy home, <br>and falls asleep.<br>Warm, wealthy, happy, full.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nothing awakes her, <br>her stomach painfully growls.<br>She takes one last breath, <br>but too weak for one more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The alarm clock awakes him<br>It's nearly eleven, <br>getting out of bed he wonders<br>what's for lunch? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Written to raise awareness of the causes of starvation around the world, and how priviledged some countries are. This inequality should not exist.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Roger+Naya">Roger Naya</a><div class=q>
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he lays there on his couch.
Watching television, 
empty stomached.

It's thursday afternoon, 
six thousand kilometers away.
She sits by her toy rock, 
starved, and dehydrated.

He picks up the remote, 
changes channel.
His sto..."></div>
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