no bed sheets…

no bed sheets

poverty’s child
alone
sleeping on a bare bed
as days
turned
into years
a man 
friendly with people
still
sleeping
on
a bare bed

 

 

global catering service…

global catering service

always believed
that
the world
i saw
would evolve
to
include me
but
ain’t nothing
changed
justice
is still sleeping
and
folks like me
are
more
than
welcomed
to
serve
but
not
eat

 

 

no hope orphanages..

MILITARY RELIEF EFFORTS IN HAITI

child of the dead
your name has been lost
soon you will forget
their touch
and
the warmth
of
their words
these muddy fields
and
makeshift tents
are
you new parents
but
they will not embrace you
nor
seek to feed you
now
you alone
must do those things
expect only
more
tears

 

 

behold..children are a heritage from the lord…

don’t matter
which
good book
you read
quran
bible
or
whatever
spiritual star chart
you follow
the charge
to
all adults
is
to protect children
from
moral
and
physical harm
don’t
say nothing
about
only the white ones
so
i suspect
brown
black
and
all the colors
in
between
are
included
yet
everyday
i read about
how
children
are victimized
in
wars
or
how
so-called
civilized nations
caged
children like dogs
along
the border
and
at birth
how
children of color
die
more frequently
than their
white
counterparts
oh
there’s
far
too many
homeless
and
hungry
children to count
perhaps
our leaders
share
the notion
that
children of color
are just
useless eaters
as
i recall
that was the same
dogma
that
the nazis
subscribed to
wonder where
the
new mass graves
for
children will be

 

thugs trump and other butchers…

no resolutions
just prayers for survival
god save the children

 

on the eve of christmas…

holidays
hard days
cold winds
frost the windows
and
chill
even
the youngest bones
there’ll be no
manger
wise men
or
gifts
but
the lights
wink
at
the children
through
the iced portals
of
this home
of
theirs
parked
on
broad street

 

pebbles…

so small
with edges worn
by
the actions
of
others
seemingly
transparent
and
colorless
almost invisible
under foot
to
society
with their
irregular
crinkled
and
grainy
existence
these homeless
street
children