Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 373 LINE and Toe.

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This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

a line drawn in sand
riffle butt and vicious toe
so much blood will flow.

The video below is about Lybia but it just as easily could be Afghanistan.

A Moment In The Wasteland

What made her smile what made her day .

What did she see where there was  only waste and dismay.

This Queen of refugees

What took her mind and made her pleased.

A friend, a lover that she had thought she’d lost?

A child even, wars demand such a high cost.

Something in this veil of tears

Relieved her pain and soothed her fears .

From the depths of deep despair

She found something, someone for whom she cared.

A sudden joy crossed her face

A smile exploded spreading a fall out of pure grace .

What did she see what was her gift from God

That lit up this wasteland where starving refugees trod.

That is something we shall never know

 I thank God that she had that moments glow.

Such regal beauty in her face ,

May she fair well in God’s good grace.

A moment in the wasteland.

What made her smile what made her day . What did she see where there was  only waste and dismay. This Queen of refugees what took her mind and made her pleased.

A friend, a lover that she had thought she’d lost? A child even, wars demand such a high cost. Something in this veil of tears relieved her pain and soothed her fears .

From the depths of deep despair she found something, someone for whom she cared. A sudden joy crossed her face and a smile exploded spreading a fall out of pure grace . What did she see what was her gift from God that lightened up this wasteland where starving refugees trod.

That is something we shall never know and I thank God that she had that moments glow. Such regal beauty in her face , may she fair well in God’s good grace.

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. instablogsimages.com/images/

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.

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