Death by Aid

Tiny little fingers in the dust, huge eyes so sad begging for your crust. You are so hungry you need it for you but this is your child, who you can’t deny, true?

Hunger gnawing at your bones like cancer spreading fast. You worry if you’ll be strong enough to find water, as what you have just will not last.

No one is going to help you, your sons and daughters gone for soldiers.These two left will escape that fate as they will not grow much older. Your milk dried up, your belly empty. It hurts so much to walk but walk you must, you can’t stop. The baby at your breast has long since ceased  crying. This sweet young child clinging to your skirt is dying.

the child at your hem.

Where is the help  that was promised where is the aid that you need. You have walked days now with no hope of helping your children not even to feed. The baby needs medicine the western doctors dispense  you have to flee from your home just were is the sense.

War at your left side famine at your right , politicians and corrupt leaders uncaring of your plight. Had you stayed they would of killed you or worse …OH! my poor children your birth is your curse.

Standing at the top of the hill you can see a straggling encampment a red cross flag flying still. You put down the baby his soul already flown to your husbands arms now, at least not alone. You need to rest  but your aim is in reach . You lay in the dust next to your babes, close your eyes  just ignore the flies.

Tiny little fingers in the dust , huge eyes so sad finally closed. Where is  the help that was promised where is the aid.War on your left side famine at your right they no longer threaten you Death has arrive to erase your plight.

21 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Stan
    Aug 12, 2011 @ 15:57:42

    We all know about Aids in Africa, as well as other problems, but mostly I’m sad to say, we put it all to the back of our minds. Even with our current economic problems, they are nothing compared to this suffering, but we all knoiw which problem will get the most effort in solving.


  2. fallenelegy
    Sep 05, 2011 @ 11:06:10

    thought provoking, i’m thinking what should we do to correct all these faults, can we really point to a beginning of it all. is it politics? oil? racism? or mere human nature?
    you are a gifted writer, they do evoke feelings, feelings we want to repress and keep hidden. you bring them forward and lay the facts bare. the power of these words echo louder than our cries of denial. we hate to accept there is inequality, war, corruption, famine and the dreadful diseases. we can’t point out what is wrong. our minds deny their very existence. but these words shatter barriers of denial, makes us accept the reality. you can rest assured you did your part. you provoked the thoughts which is the aim of a writer.
    the more i read from your works the more impressed i become. i see diversity and in a nutshell the talent that is oozing in these pages. keep writing.


    • willowdot21
      Sep 05, 2011 @ 14:08:33

      I really feel strongly about this subject, man’s in humanity to man dressed up and sanitized then called aid to soothe the consciences of the masses. Blind eyes are turned for oil producers , money, the fat cats cream most of it off!


  3. penpusherpen
    Oct 02, 2011 @ 15:04:27

    so, so haunting, Willow, you tell it the way it should be told. .so that all who read are held spellbound.. and here I am with tears in my eyes. for we have water to soak ourselves in…and they are dying for the lack of a few mouth-fulls…. if only tears could help.. Tiny little fingers, large pleading eyes, and hearts as big as the World.., xPenx


    • willowdot21
      Oct 02, 2011 @ 15:14:29

      If only, if only. the road to hell is full of good intentions my Mum used to say. I cannot understand why it still happens surely we have enough to share around. But wars , politics and bad men get in the way. If tears could help we could all cry an ocean but I fear even that would be misdirected. As usual the innocent and poor suffer and the rich prosper and thrive………… So sad Pen so bad! xx


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  5. prayingforoneday
    Jun 07, 2013 @ 19:43:06

    In the UK alone we raise £50M to help these people EVERY YEAR..Where is this money going? It isn’t all going where it should. And it is heart breaking. I did a similar blog in 2010 asking this question. And we can only speculate as to why a movie brings in 100M at the box office, a Soccer player gets Millions of pounds and a bank CEO who lost the bank TRILLIONS gets sacked with a 300Million hand shake.

    Humanity is fucked. Individual acts of kindness happen. But we can’t all do it as one, we need to do it together.. And that won’t happen ..

    Great Blog Willow. Thank you for showing it to me, and sharing it to others who will read mine



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