It was a highlight of my poetry career to have my poem, Poverty, published in the inaugural issue of Dove Tales, An International Journal of the Arts.
Poverty
I’m embarrassed to tell you
we spent $100 U.S. Dollars
at our corner market today
your corners have no markets,
no wells, no faucets
your child has no bath,
while I scold mine
for too much splashing on the floor
so much excess…
what is it all for?
our children see
fireworks shows
at theme parks,
yours flee gun-fire
and smoke
and now I really
must rest
my head
(we bought
a new mattress,
and bedroom set)
but tonight I wonder
where
is your bed?
Poverty
I’m embarrassed to tell you
we spent $100 U.S. Dollars
at our corner market today
your corners have no markets,
no wells, no faucets
your child has no bath,
while I scold mine
for too much splashing on the floor
so much excess…
what is it all for?
our children see
fireworks shows
at theme parks,
yours flee gun-fire
and smoke
and now I really
must rest
my head
(we bought
a new mattress,
and bedroom set)
but tonight I wonder
where
is your bed?
