“God to Hungry Child Hungry child, I didn't make this world for you. You didn't buy any stock in my railroad, You didn't invest in my corporation. Where are your shares in standard oil? I made the world for the rich And the will-be-rich And the have-always-been-rich. Not for you, Hungry child.” ChildrenGodPoetryWealthPovertyRichPoemHungerCorporationsHungry Children Book:Good Morning, Revolution: Uncollected Social Protest Writings Source: Good Morning, Revolution: Uncollected Social Protest Writings