Though fortunate we turn a blind eye
Barraged by the pleas for donations
Our spare change no longer exists
The cost of life draining all emotion
Outstretched hands tug at our hearts
Large eyes on children bring tears
We feign deafness to disguise our sorrow
To join their ranks among our greatest fears
Life continues no matter our desire
Most give selectively as best they can
Prayer helps not to fill empty stomachs
Salvation possible only by mortal man
