Reading the account of women being tortured in the melee of the Somalian famine, chaos, and war, I was moved too strongly to not vent my anger and sadness at their desperate situation. This is what I write for them
I am strong
Even when a random snapshot
Flashes a memory flood
I am strong
Even when the throat lumps up
At the thought of a wrong done
I am strong
Even when I want to cry out loud
But a silent voice escapes
Only the strong can survive
The nightmare of a nightmare
I am strong because
I do it even in the day.
7 comments:
Scary thing.....Your poem captures the emotions so well
This is beautiful.
GM x
I like the passion in this piece!
Beautiful words... Hope they get your message.
I'm intrigued and will follow and read your words:)
Great piece!
Peace and Light.
Hello Harini!
I just want to inform you that I nominated you for the VERY INSPIRING BLOGGER AWARD because your blog inspires others. Feel free to check it out at http://bookmavenpicks.wordpress.com/2013/03/13/book-mavens-picks-receives-the-very-inspiring-blogger-award-the-third-time/
Congratulations and you deserve this award. Take care!
Keep on inspirin'
Jhobell Kristyl
Magnificent stuff, greetings from Poland.
I came across your blog today. This is truly beautiful :)
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