the book of dying 1:3…

as children died women cried out
these are children born from us
god charged us protect each one
but your greed sears their flesh

 

 

 

 

 

 

the book of dying 1:2…

children died first with death’s arrival
ignored by men who fought wars
wars for gold measure of status
a world status nothing but vapor

 

monitoring the situation…

brunch new york cafe
un officials discuss
ground level zero
all the world’s dying children
until the poached eggs arrive

 

until they fall down…

cite no more prayers
for war’s dying children but
trumpet your anger
into the ears of warlords
bring down greed’s jericho walls

 

underneath the christmas lights…

narrowing ally
burnt out lights hide the way out
death’s smell fills the air
hopes for christmas day are lost
with the cries of incoming

 

request…

i’m not certain
which
deity
is going
to
respond
and
i
honestly
don’t
care
i’d just
like
for once
to
have
a
response
so
here we go
dear
what’s your name
i
would like
to
request
an
end
to the senseless slaughter
of
children
if
grownups
want
to wipe each other
off
the face
of
the planet
then
let it be
but
raping the life breath
from
children
should be
banned
by
you
dear
fill-in-the-blank deity
a
gender
neutral
title
and
honorific
implied
you
needn’t
respond
directly to me
i’m
not
a priest
or
particularly wise man
just
a concerned
citizen