Empty Tables
there are empty tables
many empty tables
in this country
and in this
world
I sit
and I look at one of them
and wonder
if anyone else feels the way
I do
when their child tells them
they are hungry
and you have
no food to give
them
and then your child cries
and then you cry
and then they cry
some more
and then you cry
until finally
you both
just go to bed
living with a hunger
that does not ever sleep
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
(December 8th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
Copyright © Christine A Kysely | Year Posted 2011
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment