Written for the people of Burma
27/5/08

Bludgeoned by
A swirling dervish
Blackening the sky,
A Nation’s wish
Is a deafening cry

That, like thunder
Envelops the Earth.
Lives split asunder,
Expendable worth,
Yet, all wonder

Why this is so!
Why no water, no food,
Not a single pillow?
This cannot be good -
Man mustn’t stoop so low!

Kindness will shine through
Their misery and despair
Like the sun burning dew
In the misty air –
Surely, it’s long overdue!