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Children’s Hunger
Famine, hunger in such young eyes Makes your heart flutter and cries Out for the injustice of their plight Where food is scarce and working is a fight
Among brothers, sisters, kin to survive, Survive with enough only to strive The next day, another forage, another clash, To sustain an entire family in a brush
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Children growing old before their time in fine
Slithers of hope that shine Through black clouds of hopeless brine, Brine of depression’s hold that flogs The will to survive another empty stomach that bogs
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
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Wish for Peace
Shooting stars streak into the darkened sky, The child sees the streak of light and wishes on it to fly. Deafening silence is followed by bombings. Try… As they might by explosions of a deathly Reign that attempt to hide deception vainly.
As time flows, the adult child now has the same experience In explosions and debris leading to fear, That shakes my protective nature for my children in dance. The flowing steps of which are a journey to independence …
Bombs, missiles, guns, rifles, tanks, drones, So many more tools of today and of yore Have been used to claim land that is not your. We fight the other, who fights underhandedely,
By pitting family and kin on opposing sides, Corrupting those in power, fueling their zeal For even greater superiority on those weaker. Fowler measures are taken and the torturer
Brings blood to the fore, enjoying his demonic Need for supremacy over those only praying For survival, peace, health, and prosperity.
What cleanses the masochist’s need for power, Striving to worsen the pain for all, in order To hold down the fort on the throne of the prevailer Who siphons the people’s money for him to be wealthier.
When will we break this cycle of corruption, Starvation, enslavement, fraud, degradation, And immortality? Where does the negation Of super powers leave us? In constant vibration
Not knowing where the next blow will drop from, Nor what lifestyle will be adopted in th coming storm. Living in th ‘twilight zone ‘ is very unnerving, People live on stress and adapting.
This poem is also in the print magazine, Petal Projections issue 8.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
U nder the viral trends of social media, B usy bees are seldom at rest, they consume I nfinite videos, news- real or fake-, cartoons, Q uibbling over media’s contexts, profits, U ndeniable effects of dehumanization of I ndomitable spirits of warriors, believers, T raveling together a road filled with distress O mnipresent in their daily lives, as their struggles are shown as U biquitous, acceptable even as one sees their S tarvation, amputations, and orphans, smiling still.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
On the first year anniversary of the war in P@l3st1ne, Alien Buddha Press is reminding us of our need to keep our humanity by speaking about the persecution of said people. I wrote another poem on P@l3st1ne that is about pictures that have stuck a chord within me, that I can’t shake because the injustice is against children, babies, and infants. Those are the greatest victims of any war, as when they survive, the trauma of what they’ve been through has to be carried, and it feels like a very heavy burden. 😕
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
A week out of a Sci-Fi movie has been playing on our TV screens, where pagers and communication devices explode at random places: grocery stores, homes, shops, and more. According to a surgeon in Beirut, she has had to remove eyes surgically for more people than she could count. This has traumatized not only her but also the victims whose lives are now altered completely. They have to relearn how to be a part of society with a great handicap. The horror doesn’t end there, though, it continues with the bombardment of Beirut, and the majority of the victims are children.
The irony is that the attacker has the ability to target an exact place, but they chose not to, rather, going for maximum destruction, as usual.
It’s interesting that it has taken the world a year of outright murder, ethnic cleansing, genocide, and outright destruction for it to start responding to the attacks.
The greatest irony is that the 21rst is the International Day for Peace, and while that is on the world calendar for things needed to be achieved, people are being murdered without facing the consequences of their actions.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Life, birth, wedding, and death Are the closed cycle of life’s Unending strive to surmount its stresses.
The closed circle cycles in an infinite loop Starting with an infant, needing an endless group To help with the raising of those so dependent.
Youth and the need for friendship and peers Is the first of many changes rolling fears Into those struggling with new responsibilities.
Adults have to balance the circles Of friends, family, spouse, collegues, and babes Creating an equilibrium that feeds their joy’s Rather than their emptiness, loneliness.
Seniors bend and flex back into a state Of infancy, dependency, and put a stake In what they perceive as the end, death. But is death an end or a start?
Does the cycle end? Or is it perpetuated in a new bend That begins after one’s end?
What comes first: the beginning or the ending The egg or the chicken, the mother or child? Where does it all really end?
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
She stands with her bent leg on the wall, Her formfitting white dress flows and fall Below her knees, showing a slither of thigh As she lays back on the white washed wall,
Her black hair coiffed over her shoulder, As elegant as you please, with sunglasses, reflecter Of the world, but a mask for her pain, As a straw hat dangles from tips of finger,
She looks into the sky, wondering If he’s watching and judging Her actions after his loss, Living a life without his supporting
Embrace, as she holds the tears, Never giving them free reign, she bares Her soul into her dark glasses and prays For patience from the One above, and cries.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
P restigious rampart, tall, stony A ll encompassing strength to ward of R aging aggression against attackers whose A varice for aquiring infinite power, killing P eople over the parapet, a symbol of their E ternal strength as they conquer T heir own fears through mayhem’s murder.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Connecting the dots is a technique where the last letter in each verse is used as the starting letter for the next verse. The above is my Rendition of it.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Poetry for Change 