Do What You Can by Marjon van Bruggen

Go little poem, go. The problems
of this world breed like flies
and expand like rising bread.

When your home comes
raining down on you,
you drag yourself up out
of the dust, you find the city
lying at your feet, and you
cannot find your children

you know why you have to go
so GO.

Just appear on recycled paper
in a small magazine and
do what you can, because
the world needs help.

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