The recent earthquake in Haiti serves to remind me of all that’s wrong in the world – poverty, hunger, disease, war and the rest. The thought makes a cold day even colder.
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The mist rolls in over remnants of snow
A chilling fog that serves to compound my woe
And I have been harboring feelings of dread
It’s frightening the things that go through my head
I see famine and pestilence on a grand scale
Children thrown into the belly of the whale
What have they done to deserve such a plight?
That their lives should become a cold endless night
An in that land is war, destruction and death
Young soldiers lay wounded and gasping for breath
Fighting a war based upon a false premise
Those who have sent them walk away without blemish
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I look once more and disaster has struck
Mother Nature’s wrath once again runs amuck
People screaming for assistance that never arrives
Because their governments clearly don’t value their lives
As the sun parts the clouds to brighten the gray
One would think dismal images would be held at bay
But now they are simply flashed on the TV
Our sick sad world displayed for all to see
© 2010 – Andrea J. Shannon
I can feel this poem. It’s really sad but it’s also a wake up call to the world to help. Well done Andrea 
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