
I sometimes wonder why this is how my country works
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 550 - Published: 11-11-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3073456
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A/N: I dont mean to bash any countries by writing this but it was on my mind and it's the truth. If you want to know I do live in the USA but I know there are other countries out there like the US in this sense.
I've been all over the world
I've been a tourist and a missionary
I've been to poor countries and rich
I've seen countries that have recovered from war and some that are still on the brink of it.
I live in a rich country
Where most of us don't have to worry about the essentials of life
Where we don't know what its like to have to take care of your family even if you're the youngest.
To go to a feeding program everyday and not be able to eat more than a few bites of food
You have to save it all for your family
In my world people cry because they don't get an Ipad
In their world they've never even heard of an Ipad
They have to worry about how much food they have
When they'll be able to get more
How long the food they have will keep them fed
I've seen eight-year-olds who have to take care of everyone in the family
Their Dad died in war
Or maybe their Dad died of alcohol poising
Their Mom does the best she can
She's at home trying to keep the roof from falling in on house that could fit in my bedroom.
The eight-year-old child brings home a plate of food
That would be dinner for one person here
But has to last at least a couple days for four people there
Because they wont be able to get more for a few days
So while we're here crying about stuff that would be useless there
They cry about stuff that really matters.
They cry tears of joy when they get a new house
Or when they get a concert stove to cook their food in
They don't cry because they don't get what they want
They don't even cry when they skin their knee
They cry because we've given them something amazing
That cost less than that Ipad
But even in poor countries they have something we don't
They may not have enough food or clean water
But they have something that we've lost
A love for one another
The families in poor countries take care of each other
They love each other no matter what
Because that's all they have
Love
So can anyone tell me what happened to the love
Has it been lost in all the technology
Or has it been lost in the fact that families hardly ever communicate
That family dinners are now in front of the TV
Can we ever go back to the simpler life
Can we find that love we've lost
Can we actually go back to a life where we love and care about each other
Or do we need to go back to a life where we live on the edge of death everyday
Just to find what we've lost
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