Starvelings
While drought sweeps
across the Serengeti,
armies of ants;
red as the Martian soil,
scurry into well-constructed
dirt mounds.
A few stop
to reinforce an image
within the mind of the observer
(who clearly views them
in that histrionic moment)
laughing at tribal elders
performing another useless
rainmaking ritual.
The children,
Tanzania's pride,
whose tears drip
onto cracked earth's barren landscape,
whose eyes reflect the heat of hopelessness,
and whose stomachs
(pregnant with hunger)
easily trumpet a correlation
between Entropy and Murphy's Law.
Is it Eddie Murphy's Law to which you refer? ? ? ? I like your poem, but came here really to get a message to you as I see no way to get to you by PH 'message'. (cont.)
But I did read today of a planned quest to land humans on Mars, using nuclear thermal propulsion. Or is it thermal nuclear?
OK, i CAME CRAWLING BACK, ex-WAVE. I like the title and your rather long sentence, kept together by commas. The title did suggest to be a bird 'starling'.
....Alas, PH just tripped me up...AGAIN....by inexplicably telling me I had to sign in again, though I had NOT been away at all, but was about to send another comment! ! ! ; (((( I give five stars and won't attempt to type more here. bri : )
Notifications tells me that you commented on my limerick about a hug/rug/bug, which I'd completely FORGOTTEN, ...& it still seems a bit foreign to me. (cont.)
And I read you bio on PH, not VERY carefully...but carefully enough. ;) So, you are approaching Old Bagdom it seems, if you were a WAVE in SE Asia while I, perhaps, was a CO [not officer, objector].
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem, depicting the outline of African countries and their unfortunate condition. A reflective poem on the topic. Full *****
I only recall ONE country being mentioned.