Between every waft and gust
You could hear a crack
of voices of men & women,
as they carry their children
despite the split and bang.
Every waft carries to you
the husky voices while humming
songs from time of liberty
despite every rift and jag.
You would crack for a moment
but you would go on with your life
and they will still twist a tear
for each gust and crack.
Tweet © July 2011
Oh, this is so powerful, so sad. Sometimes when I'm grousing about some small inconvenience I need to be reminded of so much pain in our poor world. Many prayers needed for many reasons right now in Africa. Beautiful, evocative write.
ReplyDeletenice...your verse hits home in my heart...evocative for sure...great to see you at dverse....
ReplyDeleteI'm in agreement with Victoria. I have a member of my family who constantly complains because she doesn't have the latest this or that. It gets under my skin & I'm continually reminding her that there are people in this world who have so much less than her and never complain.
ReplyDeleteA powerful and hard-hitting piece of writing.
Sad yet compelling... thanks for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteNice to meet you at D'verse~
Powerful and sad. Africa needs our prayers and our help. Thank you for writing this.
ReplyDeleteVery deep and very sad imagery because its all so true. Yes Africa needs everyone who prays prayers these days.
ReplyDeleteYour prose is powerful, raw, truth.
The repetition of key words really works here. Normally it doesn't. Powerful write!
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