On Other Causes...

the hunger for the word
is like a savanna without borders

you open some pages
surf the web, and find some sites attractive
and they invite you
and you read the pieces and begin to like them
and even believe in their causes

they like you and begin to send messages
of solicitations

it sounds like: 'the children of Country X are hungry'
' Country X is in need of your help. Why not pledge $50 and then
we will spread the word? '

it seems everything boils down to money.
I am turned off. Tomorrow i will find another. Or perhaps, never.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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