Here’s to the starving multitudes—
Those fed with hunger, clothed with icy winds and stifling heat,
Slapped with shattered hopes and disparaged dreams,
Kicked with the scorn of an end so distantly near; Continue reading “HOPE”
Category: Poetry
RAIN
The rain is coming. Giant clouds amass
Above his head, which from them finds no shield.
He stands exposed, enclosed by endless grass
With nothing near to cloak him from their yield. Continue reading “RAIN”
