Lord something puzzles me
So could you help me please
Understanding when things
Are not going fine
Their thought is this
"Their table not mine",
Our budget is fat
Like a pig in a pen
Then it happens all over again
With, "Their table not mine",
Two dollars here three dollars there
No one seems to care
For anyone elses table
"Take their food not mine",
People will be out of work
Unemployment lines will swell
Homes could and would be lost
At a greedy politicians cost
No one wants to give in
Money is cut for the poor
How can help ourselves
With our table so bare
Oh, crap it's happening again
So Lord I ask you again
Why not their food filled table
Why my table Lord, Why my table.
JJSweets 24Oct19 16:42 hrs
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