Sunday, August 7, 2011

POETRY

FLEEING…
           Unintended consequences of staying
as compelling as running away
while shadows increases as the sun fades away
 …the migration.
The imaging of being as the false look
Of real self catastrophic as it is
not a collection of shear self destruction.
shall I await and see death as I have seen
 walking miles to survival;
While vultures hovering takes on
falling; fleeing with less a human shield;
 ….called fresh
 though the shadows of night approaches,
only our eye left to see
God’s willing,
this would be that,
the world should ever see.
Seeing the suffering of Somali’s fleeing the famine and drought,
I wrote this as a need to request for a greater effort to alleviate such human suffering. Hope the powers that are would put aside inherent differences and act now.