Dear Mr. President,

by bobby   Aug 26, 2006


Dear Mr. president,

Do you ever think about the tears,
the people that have cried?
And do you ever think,
That its your fault that people have died?

And do you ever think,
while you sleep in your four poster bed,
500 African children died today,
because they couldnt be fed.

And while you wife sits down,
to have her recent Botox,
a mother of five made their son,
a bed out of a cardboard box.

Then when you sit and tell us,
that this world is a horrible place,
well read this poem again sir.....
its you whos in disgrace.

Signed......Bobby Murcott........

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  • 17 years ago

    by bobby

    Thanks so much for your poems!
    i put this poem on here twice by accident, didnt mean to!
    xxx bobby xxx

  • 18 years ago

    by geeeeee

    I loved this poem. Hate that its so true. We need someone who can take control and actually make a difference. Not someone who will sit there giving out orders, signing away peoples lives.
    Awesome poem
    xxBonnie

  • 18 years ago

    by Lauren Waszkiewicz

    Why do u have thispoem on here twice?

  • 18 years ago

    by { The Jesster }

    Wow Bobby ... I really loved this poem and I completely agree with what you are saying. The poem flowed really well and the topic was also excellent, good work, keep it up!

    Jessie xxx

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