The Feasts Poem by Kevin Patrick
The Feasts
In all nations, there is a feast
with two sides, called the rich and poor
The rich devour mercilessly
taking seconds and third servings
as the poor consume the crumbs
Their stomachs dream of being full
and this feast goes on, on and on
The only thing the rich don't eat
Is the justice of their just deserts
A thought provoking poem of great insight......Top score
Wonderful poem, Kevin. The rich and the poor - the two classes feasting on deserts and crumbs respectively.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The poor and rich and their mental state of feasting and eating....inspiringly said....5*****