Time for another blast from the past.

I wrote this in response to the glaring inequality that is producing trillionaires while some people do not have a grain of rice to feed their children.

There can be no excuse.

Gnat’s Pee

A gnat pissing in a hurricane

Would make no difference to the pouring rain

Like a stray thought through a random brain

A pinprick in a searing pain

Or a millionaire’s profit to a nation’s gain

Yet a poor man’s lack of grain is the whole world’s eternal shame

Opher 31.1.02