Oh Give me food to eat I’m weary from disease so many lives were lost help us will you please… This is part of a poem written for the Ebola orphans of Liberia and a project we are trying to raise money for their care.
One The number of people remaining in my family who are alive Two days ago they buried mother all I saw was a bag no one her age has survived Three dead trees left of my village warning of departed spirits the only voices you hear Four Down the hallway, behind closed doors you will findContinue reading “Child’s Play #poetry #ebola #children”
“Step Right Up, Sit Right Down What we offer is for free you simply give to us your hand we take your soul and play the lottery” * the hawkers were at it again dawn til dusk it’s always the same they had to corner a billion or so before the winter’s came * peopleContinue reading “Apocalypse Yesterday #news #humor #poetry”
and you as the sun sets on the occurences of today are you putting you little ones to bed contemplating the school year ahead are you checking your records to make sure you have enough flu vaccine reading up on the Ebola scene are you shaking your head at the 26 page syllabus of firstContinue reading “News at 11 #poetry #drought #photography”
if I could give up one thing you see it wouldn’t hang from a big apple tree * if I had to stand with a big lettered sign it would not be written in cursive or in rhyme * if there were a big group standing in a crowd people united some silent others loudContinue reading “Sticks and Stones #poetry #photography”