Justice

The club rings with sounds of joy 
laughter fills the air 
they sing and dance 
the young denizens
of a world without a care 

Wine glasses clinking in a spree 
they toast a wonderful life 
and celebrate in tune 
their good fortune 
never having known hunger or strife 

The tables are laden with an assortment of food 
a spread indeed fit for kings 
over champagne and caviar 
are discussed horses and sports cars 
and other such needful things 

Outside the club, in the bitter cold
and merciless, gathering night
a homeless mother shivers with her child 
alone in her woeful plight

The child whimpers from the cold 
and the stabbing hunger he feels
having known not but a life of suffering 
and scrounging scraps for meals 

The mother gives the child what comfort she can 
while her bitter heart does cry 
and if her own strength wasn’t ebbing from hunger 
she’d likely shriek at the sky 

"What justice, O' almighty lord" 
"brings the world to this?" 
"that the rich find meat boring, when for the poor" 
"a piece of bread can be bliss!” 

"Why it be so when these are all” 
"children of one soil" 
"that few enjoy luxury, while others" 
"must starve, suffer and toil?" 

Let this difference end my lord
let injustice mend 
for the sake of all children, lord
let this difference end

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