Sunday, August 1, 2010
Poem dedicated to the people who have lost thier lives in the tragic incident of flooding. Though, it is to be the worst nightmare of deaths due to water alone, we must not forget that there is another flood of corruption and immoral conduct that kills hundreds each day. I wrote this poem from the blood of my soul. Read the message. It is a poem that has won several awards. I am sure you would like it too.
Floods run through my cities
Blood oozing from the palpating stones of our politicians
Both streams massacre as their droplets hit the ground
We live in hell domain
Innocent lives killed without a reason
Diluted and Corrupt officials embark on helicopter rounds
How can they hear the screams of my little Amina as she tries to stay above water?
From that height
They will not know
The dead bodies
Beneath the floating roof tops
They ask for international aid?
International aid does not give care and understanding
International partners cannot give you a heart