but what about tomorrow?

google image (c) '15

Dedicated to the United Nations, and World Peace!

breaking bread with friends-nothing comes closer to pure delight....
then i think of those who must stumble upon scraps-as the mercury
does drop in the darkened night

even crusts of bread can break a tooth...
we look away as our hearts break in sorrow-
we never know what to say to help mend
the brokenness of homelessness

"don't give money, as they might use it
for booze or drugs" my parents used to say--
give them food- something nourishing
like a turkey sandwich and some fruit--

fine, i'd say,  but what about tomorrow?..

what about tomorrow..
we've been raised on annie's "tomorrow"--
where wishes come true, if sung on key-
where no tummy goes hungry.. 

i have struggled with this my whole life...
in a country where we could feed
everyone like kings and queens-
and still the suffering.... 

we are born innocent,
looking up to something,
to someone to depend upon--  we learn the fine art
of independence, singing..

then, as we grow wiser, we realize
it's in the interdependence,
the communal pool of love...where we swim
in our greatest magnificence~  

words~kate lamberg (c) '15