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The Choice

Compassion is a virtue
So I’ve heard some people say,
If it’s really so important
Then where is it today?

If I had more compassion
I’d probably think a whole lot more,
And consider what it might be like
To be so very poor.

The hungry children get to me
Those hungry pleading cries,
Do they see in me compassion,
Or just my hollow eyes?

I’ve seen the photos of the kids
In Myanmar  – at play,
Their caring eyes, their hungry hearts
When will they eat today?

Will I show compassion?
The choice is up to me
As none of them have choices
In such abject poverty.

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Interruptible

Interruptible you are,
When you’re working from our home.
You now need to speak with me,
On the end of my plastic phone.

Interruptible you are,
When you’re tapping on your PC.
You need to push me on my bike,
With my wobbly wheels of three.

Interruptible you are,
When you’re working our your rhyme.
You need to feed me lunch,
And Yes, it may take some time.

Interruptible you are,
When you’re frowning at your screen.
I’m only five today,
But soon I’ll be nineteen.

Interruptible you are,
Have you worked your hours of ten?
How about a game of golf?
I’ll let you win again.

Interruptible I am,
Now I’m working from my home.
And my own five-year old needs to speak with me,
On the end of his plastic phone.

Interupt –

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