Worlds Apart

By skinner_jennifer

Sun, 20 Sep 2020
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When I hear about people having to flee their country because of

poverty, wars or cruelty, it makes me feel so sad, but lucky to live 

here in England.

 

Though times seem hard

give thought to human kind

with no plans or schemes;

symbol of hope is all they dream,

 

sailing on distant deep oceans

wishing under twinkling stars,

waking to taste a better life

self reliant need to survive,

 

like seeds men and women scatter

families such as your and mine,

but not quite...we people of plenty

richly graced with rooted freedom,

 

we're not held down alongside

real poverty or wars,

but kissed with natures

ever changing seasons;

 

where rambling hills give way

to valleys, rivers flow like

mothers lactos that brings

sustenance to the parched.

 

“There's no delay!” Hear parents say

as babies escape mamas womb,

into world tiny fingers clutching

needing nourishment of life unknown,

 

they who are already weak set out

glancing back at clouds of horror,

sadness of lost flesh and blood

these shepherds leading flock to

safer pastures without fear.

 

 

 

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Poignant reflections on the multitude suffering because of war and hate, and the contrast with blessings lost under such man-wrought devastation. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Hades502 on

Makes one think.

 

You do have a typo, as I am sure you are aware, with the word, "Lucky."  Just letting you know in case it has gotten by you. I know, I have many that I don't catch before I post. I usually don't fix them here, once I post them, but do fix them on the original.

GGHades502

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thanks Rhiannon,

the I P of contrast got me thinking about how different lives can be. There's so much beauty in the world, yet sadly npt everyone gets to appreciate it.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Hades,

oops! surprise Looks like I hit the wrong letter. Thank you so much for pointing it out to me because I'd never have noticed.

Every now and again the I P makes me think, this was one of them and the subject matter of contrast seemed to come instantly.

Many thanks for reading and your help. Glad you thought it was good, makes all the difference.

Jenny. smiley

 

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

"rooted freedom" what a brilliant phrase, so much in 2 words! As always your unique way of looking at things brings a new understanding

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hello Di,

it's so good to hear from you again.

I know we are going through covid 19, but this is nothing compared to being uprooted from not only your family, but a country that you've known all your life, it must be tragic. I just can't imagine having to live in another country that is so foreign to what I've been brought up with.

Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Don't speak to soon the wheel's still in spin, there's no telling who that  it's naming .. . ..

But a good poem Jenny! Tom Brown

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thanks for the comment and reading Tom, glad you thought it was good.

We never know what's around the corner...just aswell too. indecision

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Yes. Ignorance is bliss.

 

Submitted by David Kirtley on

Good thoughtful and caring poem! I enjoyed reading it.

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you so much for your compassionate comment David.

Jenny.