The photo shows those injured in the tsunami who were too poor to afford other forms of transport out of the disaster area.
The news tells us stories of faraway lands; bombs, crime and wars,
Passively, in flat voices, speak of people controlled by force.
Only, do they seem to react, if the dead happen to share,
Our citizenship or colour of skin; real emotion’s rare.
As tides swept across foreign beaches our concern was misplaced,
We look for our own but help for others is sent with little haste.
Children are left starving abroad whilst ours’ grow fatter on sweets,
Dying parents mean children are forced to stand on unsteady feet.
Orphans are snatched from their hell only as a publicity stunt,
Celebs wanting our love and praise, it’s immoral, to be blunt.
I don’t want any children; I just don’t think that that would be right,
Leaving them to stand in a world with our battles left to fight.
We’ve caused too many problems that we really can’t seem to sort,
War, debt, overpopulation, we still don’t do what we ought.
It seems quite likely now that we’ve left a solution too late,
The damage we’ve done has confirmed our little planet’s fate.
The next generation’s children are innocent of our crimes,
With teenage pregnancy rising they’re the product of these times.
I can’t be a part of adding to the problems we must bare,
Too many people feel nothing, we all need to start to care.
Wow that was a little deep, I think I'm coming down with something. Realism, perhaps. How sad.
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