Saturday, July 7, 2018

FIREWORKS IN PRETTY COLORS TAKES OUR MINDS OFF THE CHILDREN/imaginary gardens with real toads camera flash

FIRWORKS IN PRETTY COLORS TAKES OUR MINDS OFF THE CHILDREN

Morning is filtered through the curtains
The sun already high in the sky
The world waits for me
As it waits for no one

What is it I am waiting for
Still in my night gown
Here I sit on the side of the bed
A river runs through

The water level low
There is promise of rain
Clouds form on the horizon
Children locked in cages

If I am quiet
I can hear their cries
It is a secret of sorts
The press is kept at a distance
No pictures allowed

Bad things happen in secret
What about the least of us
Who will care
Who holds the key
Who will unlock the cages


July 5, 2018



2 comments:

Sherry Marr said...

Who, indeed? Did you hear about the grandmother who was arrested for trying to take toys and books for the children? It appears compassion and kindness are illegal now.

annell said...

Oh, how sad it is!!!