Daily missive for Friday the 3rd of May.
When a white sun hangs
In a bleaching sky
With no chance of rain
The air too dry
Children left alone to die
For want of freedom
When the rich man
Does what rich men can
Takes all he wants
In both hands
Until it all
Spills out
Scattered all around
Like grains of sand
All you can say
Is let us pray
And everything
Is as it should be
For a reason…
It might be treason
But let us pray,
Please let us pray
Will not pay
For better healthcare
Cure the iniquity
Of what ails us
Create equal opportunity
Free from fear
Open eyes
That do not see
The one who turns away is me
Every time a
Child is left to cry
Another piece of us will die
The world is not a toy
A rich man’s plaything
A baby girl
Or boy
Left to fend
For itself
But listen
As snowflakes glisten
On homeless souls
Huddled together
For shelter
And in good faith
Just for today
Let us pray
Let us pray.
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