Poetry Corner
by Kathie Bird
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There’s death and hate and despair There’s torture and poverty and jails There’s so much lack of love So many tears flow While outside the birds sing and the sun shines And growth comes anew So much work So much listening and caring And the need to touch ground And problems to solve And ache - oh, the ache. Too much, Creator Too much out there - and in front of me I just want to listen to the birds, smell the earth And see sunlight glinting through colored glass. Copyright, May 4, 2000 |