A Poem by Kate Thompson, Wellington

Why…

Why can’t we see beyond a face,
Beyond a belief, or a race?
Why can’t we truly understand,
The power we hold in the palm of our hand?

We have the power to recede,
Those images which cause my heart to bleed.
Helpless parents holding their dying young,
How hopelessly their lives have begun.

Their eyes forever only seeing pain,
As tears flow like a winter’s rain.
Why can’t we help break down their prison,
And find the lost soul hiding within?

So let’s not turn our heads to look away,
Instead let’s help them survive another day.
A day without suffering, a day without loss,
Let them experience joy, whatever the cost.

This entry was posted on Thursday, August 11th, 2005 at 11 August 2005 and is filed under Articles, Creative Corner, Poetry.

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