INCONSIDERATE

When my stomach is empty, and I am starving to death,
And the rest of the world plays with food in surplus;
When I have no place to stay around,
And go to the streets for shelter,
And the world next door chooses
From a vacation house to a better;
When there are no schools in villages,
And I go to lessons under the shadows of the jungle,
And the politicians in town are busy waging wars
In selfish, dirty power struggle;
When the rich amass wealth
And I can't afford my basic health;
When I have no clothes in years,
And the world is mad with fashion,
And none whosoever shows a humanly compassion;
Just caring for protocol,
Ignoring my emergency call;
That is the planet in poverty,
And that is the world to pity.