If It Were All Up To Me Poem by melissa arellano

If it were all up to me
The poor would have riches
The blind man would see
The hungry would eat
And the weak would be strong
And the people with hatred would all get along
The greedy ones would start to share
And the unfriendly people would start to care
The thirsty would drink
And the deaf person will hear
And the sorrow and sadness would all dissapear
And that is how the world will be
If it were all up to me