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Starving


Something shivers Something shakes You watch it crawl You watch it quake Why don't you help it? Why do you just sit Watching Waiting For what? Who would help? That poor, helpless creature Something that strikes terror And a little bit of pity Yet you are glad it's not you That is why you wait But what about them? How do they feel While you're waiting Watching them hurt They scramble and recede To weak to do more Pity in your eyes You help her up But she is afraid Because you just waited She did not receive help Until now Until it was too late To fill her childrens' starving bodies And they fade away too Now you just sit Sorrowed by what you saw But it would have been prevented If you would have helped If more people were willing But those ifs do you No good Now
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