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The Road to Dabaad

Here is a poem I wrote about the victims of the terrible famine in Somalia trying to make their way to the Dabaad refugee camp in Kenya. My niece Ingrid has been in the camp trying to organise the delivery of 2000 shelter boxes www.shelterbox.org I am so proud of her.

Anyway here’s the poem.

 

The Road to Dabaad.

 

The path there is long,

stumble on…

on…on…

this dry acrid track.

Don’t look back!

Withered grass

crumbles and mingles

with the dust of those passed.

Darkness surrounds –

A thick searing shroud

of African sun

 

Bleaching life.

Bleaching bones.

Bleaching hope.

 

On such a scope

that we at home

Greedily

Gorging

Guzzling

cannot atone

 

switch off

 

from frail

stick brittle bundles.

Tears of flies

In forgotten eyes,

 

Blistered life.

Blistered bones.

Blistered hope.

 

The road there is long

With the dead

looking on…

on… on…

The stench of pain;

The grief of flight.

The right to regain

 

New life.

New bones.

New hope.

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