Tuesday 24 November 2015

homes (in haiku series)


https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Refugee


http://www.wsj.com/articles/SB10001424127887323932604579052742703621858


improvising so
perfectly disturbedly
imperfecting art

all those targets hit
like precise deadly darts
tear their worlds apart

innocent people
all over this insane world
are cut from their lives

they have clothes and feet
hands to hold one another
up from falling down

indifference closing
doors on suffering and poor
humans with no choice

if i could i would
let every single one know
i cry and pray too

i would hold them close
and long as they cried their songs
of the hope they lost

now more than ever
we need to open our worlds
as much as our hearts

giving in to hate
is giving hatred a name
and an evil face

give our love and our
love will give life a chance to
flourish a life lived






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photo from the wall street journal


 


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