Where is their promise of better times.
The harmony we all should know by now
All around the world there is violence.
Scorched earth with nothing growing
but festering hatred amidst the
bones, haunting eyes and discord
of the living dead.
Men, women, children
sitting, lying in the baking sun
dying to be fed a diet of dust, sand
Their only triumph…
a few drops of oh so precious water.
I see those eyes which plead
we are all connected
Their pain is my pain
their fear, my own
and, when they fail to survive
we each fail too.
All things must pass
and I’m impotent to prevent
but pray for some relief
it’s all any one person can do
when they don’t have the means to
do more and
when somebody loves you.
© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved
*I had the BBC World News on this morning and they were showing news that the Ethiopian Prime Minister Meles Zenawi had just died. They showed video clips of the various civil wars, drought and, starving people over the last 20 to 30 years. I didn’t need the sound onto see the despair on faces, to feel the misery of their hunger which of course, is happening in so many parts of the world.
Sharing love and compassion with our wealth instead of feeding an endless greed would help fix so much of this for so many.
Had to write it out.