Human Wrongs
How can we truly
imagine your emotions?
The Pain, The Fear,
The Cold
Stolen from hot, hot
-hot countries
Surviving
Living with tainted
spirit
Still fighting
back-instinct so strong
'I will survive.'
In this cold, cold-cold clime
Icy hearts trading
through greed
Tables bending and
bowing, banqueting
- even dogs get crumbs from the floor
...
Human Rights
Who gave any human
the right to do this to another?
Jaz McKenzie © 2014
Having just worked on the Emancipation in Glasgow event this poem sprang to mind. I have kept it very short and to the point because no words will ever be sufficient.
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