(Warning: Graphic images after the poem.)
no more dolphins
no more whales
no more eagles
only tales
no more trees
no more fresh air
no more fresh water
only litter
no more babies
no more daughters
no more prayers
only haters
this is the heritage
we leave behind
I’m so very sad
for humankind
Dolphins killed in Brazil.
Indonesia’s deforestation.
Forced abortion in China.
Forced abortion at 7 months. (China)
NO HOPE
Rain
Rain
So…
Upon my head
Drown my thought
Wash my sorrow
Water this drought
Until tomorrow
When I can
Get up again
See the sparrow
Without a doubt
Stand on the barrow
And sing out
Wings and heart out spread
So…
Rain
Rain
Photo by Alicia Ann @ ProjectAlicia.com
And the days aren’t always sunny
because we all need a little rain
to wash the mudstreaks from our face
and alleviate the pain
it gives a chance for us to cry
without anyone noticing
tears rush out like rain drops
and join the chorus of water falling
our vision becomes a blur
and we feel stuck in a mud flow
but then we remember
rain makes the flowers grow
it’s just a little rain
this is not the end
hold your head up high
spring will come again.
When daytime things go to rest
And this part of the world seems at ease
The nighttime things come to be
The crickets gently chirp an inviting tune
And I can hear the breeze through the trees
When daytime things cease to be
A diamond-filled black satin sky
Invite the moon to shine so beautifully
As the nighttime things come to be
I know I should be slumbering soon
And join the chorus ever dutifully
When daytime things cease to be
But the night is tugging at my heart
To step out into the adventurous dark
While the nighttime things come to be
So my dilemma comes ’round again
When daytime things cease to be
Should I sleep or dance along
As the nighttime things come to be
Poetic Ponderings 