I am not poor. I have food enough
to satisfy any momentary hunger;
and
clothes sufficient to cover my nakedness,
even, when occasion requires,
to
allow me to look stylish.
I have a dwelling, mostly paid for,
modest by
the standards of my community,
but providing generous
shelter, privacy and
comfort.
I have ready access
to the energy resources of my
planet
allowing me to travel, to be entertained,
and to keep me warm, or
cool,
according to my needs.
I visit the doctor when I am ill,
and can
purchase medicines
at an affordable price.
And with the money that I have
left over
I have access to learning, information and art,
along with the
time to indulge these things.
Good news for the poor, I imagine,
would see
dignity preserved,
hunger assuaged,
health care provided,
and the
deliverance of a tolerable standard
of shelter, education and
security.
Good news for the poor, I imagine,
would see those of us who are
rich
being persuaded to share
recklessly and hopefully
of our
abundance.
Ken Rookes
Monday, January 21, 2013
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