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Why, in wealthy America
must the beggared sick
lay ill in their beds
While a well-to-do
privileged white man
Dines on fine rich foods,
swings at a little white ball
at his country club
in warm sunny Florida.
While a smiling young girl
skips along the beach in her
wildly carefree exuberance
While an inquisitive circling
seagull soars overhead,
Searching for something
fresh to eat in the sea’s puddles.
must the beggared sick
lay ill in their beds
While a well-to-do
privileged white man
Dines on fine rich foods,
swings at a little white ball
at his country club
in warm sunny Florida.
While a smiling young girl
skips along the beach in her
wildly carefree exuberance
While an inquisitive circling
seagull soars overhead,
Searching for something
fresh to eat in the sea’s puddles.
Gil Hoy is a personal injury lawyer in Boston, Massachusetts, a former Town Selectman, and a regular contributor to TheNewVerse.News. His poetry has appeared in numerous print and online journals.
