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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 4:31 pm
This poem was written in 1999 by James Patrick Kenney, and it still applies to today's society. It's worth the read.


THE COLD WITHIN

Six humans trapped in happenstance

In dark and bitter cold,

Each one possessed a stick of wood,

Or so the story's told.

Their dying fire in need of logs

The first woman held hers back,

For of the faces around the fire,

She noticed one was black.

The next man looking across the way

Saw not one of his church,

And couldn't bring himself to give

The fire his stick of birch.

The third one sat in tattered clothes

He gave his coat a hitch,

Why should his log be put to use,

To warm the idle rich?

The rich man just sat back and thought

Of the wealth he had in store,

And how to keep what he had earned,

From the lazy, shiftless poor.

The black man's face spoke of revenge

As the fire passed from sight,

For all he saw in his stick of wood

Was a chance to spite the white.

The last man of this forlorn group

Did naught except for gain,

Giving only to those who gave,

Was how he played his game.

The logs held tight in death's still hands

Was proof of human sin,

They didn't die from the cold without,

They died from the cold within.
 
PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 5:16 pm
I wouldnt call it sadly true, nor a piece of crap, but its a very good poem.  

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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 6:41 pm
The group perished because no one wanted to give an inch and be the better person. They wanted to cling to their stubborn self-interests and biases, discrimination and hatred. It's a good poem.  
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