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Orphan In The Sudan
Tears on his cheek
who shall wipe them
reassure him
that there's light
at the end of the dark horizon?
Face suntanned
gummy-eyed
and ajar is a mouth
porched by malnutrition.
So weak to whipe his nose.
Numped by cold, hungry
hiding in unsheltered bushes.
His dark skin so sickly
is he an image
or some walking shadow?
All around him
echo the rattle of thunder
Lead against human targets
killing the virtue humanity
in the name of liberation.
Gives a blank gaze
into the black sky.
Mist and the colour of smoke
but so innocent to understand
that he should suffer so.
Today has set
twilight hurries to his heart
hunger bites with intense pangs
he waits for the plane
to drop his ration.
I pray for you, my child
that dawn comes anew
laden with promise
of humanity`s rebirth....today
He nods hopefully....he nods
you have given this so much meaning, leaving nothing to anyone's imagination, it just flows so much truth to the situation that is faced over there, your poetry really tells the story.
please visit our postpoems site, your work would go well.
Mandy
A very thoughtful and provocative piece, Milton...
especially the lines:
'Face suntanned
gummy-eyed
and ajar is a mouth
porched by malnutrition.
So weak to whipe his nose.'
How can a body go so weak, that he has not even the mere strength to lift his arms to his nose ?
...very miserable.
Thanxs for sharing this.
A most saddening and poignant piece.
The haunting imagery of this poem
is vivid and meaningful considering
the reality of the Sudanese Orphan
it explores...
An unequivocal call of urgency to
humanity to care for and love those
of us living in the shadows whether
we are in Africa or any part of the
world for that matter: Indeed, the
message would still be the same in
all of its yearning invocation:
"I pray for you, my child
that dawn comes anew
ladden with promise
of humanity's rebirth....today
..."
Let us then, as humanity, rise
to the urgency of making better
and lovingly bearable the deeply
sad situation of the
"Orphan In The Sudan"
I am soulfully enriched having read
this poem; this new day! And being
a full blooded African of Nigerian
extraction, I can touchingly relate
to the truthful reality of this poem
with tears in my weary eyes....
Ugonna
The way that I can relate to this is with my heart. It is not comfortable for me to think of what men do to women and children for the supposed sake of politics and religion. Thank you for sharing.
To me, this poem is written very well, your use of words simply intensifies the injustice and inhumanity.