All talk and tears

There once was an organization,

Called The United Nations,

A decade ago,

After meetings and so,

They came to eight conclusions.

The Millennium Development Goals,

As they were so called,

Were meant to try,

And bring to right,

The problems of the world.

We listen to really sad songs,

which lamented all the many wrongs,

In the world, as it is,

And the way many people live,

In places where mercy is gone.

There are pictures we see,

That show the carnage caused by cruelty,

Or the plight of those,

Who have lost all hope,

And who were treated inhumanely.

They bring no tears to my eyes,

Though others may take fright,

For what good does it give,

To sob and shriek and snivel,

Then decide to ignore their plight?

They who dwell in ambiguity

Have no need of our pity,

For they are people too,

Who can laugh and love true,

And would much prefer global amity,

To the enmity that is characterizes their grim reality.