Pardon me

I hope you will forgive me

that I right now don’t think of you,

because I am allowed

to sit here proud and dine

from fine bone china.

I hope you will forgive me

that I right now enjoy good food,

and drink a splendid wine,

surrounded by nice people,

who all look very fine.

I hope you will forgive me,

because I know you would enjoy

a crust of bread, a bit of rice,

slaking your thirst

with water clean and fresh.

I hope you will forgive me

that I right now don’t think of you,

who have much less than I.

I will again tomorrow.

Joke van der Ark

Nr. 167 – december 1991