“Wretched of the Earth”
“Poor kids,
wretched of the earth,
why should we feed you?
Why shouldn't we empty our sea of
bullets into your swollen bellies or
poison you with toxic chemicals
or depleted uranium?
Why should we care,
we who are living well?
Where is it written in stone
that you deserve better?
Or that we are not animals
subject to the law of nature:
kill or be killed?
You suspect us of being cruel,
but we are kind.
Our god tells us so.
It is yours that lies.
So you cry at night,
shivering in the cold
or sell yourselves
for a slice of bread.
What is that to those of
us who are living well?”
“Poor kids,
wretched of the earth,
why should we feed you?
Why shouldn't we empty our sea of
bullets into your swollen bellies or
poison you with toxic chemicals
or depleted uranium?
Why should we care,
we who are living well?
Where is it written in stone
that you deserve better?
Or that we are not animals
subject to the law of nature:
kill or be killed?
You suspect us of being cruel,
but we are kind.
Our god tells us so.
It is yours that lies.
So you cry at night,
shivering in the cold
or sell yourselves
for a slice of bread.
What is that to those of
us who are living well?”
- gk thomas
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