Saving The Lives Of Malnourished Children
I waited yesterday.
I waited for someone to bring me something to eat.
I look to the sky, too weak to sit or move.
An insect crawls between my toes and across
the bottom of my foot.
It bites me.
I am too weak to push it away.
I am waiting for someone to bring me something to eat.
My mother went to look for food.
I can't remember how long she has been gone.
Will she return?
Who will help me?
I am waiting for someone to bring me something to eat.
I am still watching the sky.
They say God lives there.
But does God live here?
I am waiting for someone to bring me something to eat.
My eyes are tired and dry, but tears may still come.
I want to move, but I can't.
I want to eat.
I want to drink.
How long has my mother been gone?
Does God live on Earth?
I am hungry.
I am waiting for someone to bring me something to eat.
(c) 2008 D. Evans
I waited for someone to bring me something to eat.
I look to the sky, too weak to sit or move.
An insect crawls between my toes and across
the bottom of my foot.
It bites me.
I am too weak to push it away.
I am waiting for someone to bring me something to eat.
My mother went to look for food.
I can't remember how long she has been gone.
Will she return?
Who will help me?
I am waiting for someone to bring me something to eat.
I am still watching the sky.
They say God lives there.
But does God live here?
I am waiting for someone to bring me something to eat.
My eyes are tired and dry, but tears may still come.
I want to move, but I can't.
I want to eat.
I want to drink.
How long has my mother been gone?
Does God live on Earth?
I am hungry.
I am waiting for someone to bring me something to eat.
(c) 2008 D. Evans
Comments
Thank you.
As I wrote this, I remembered pictures I have seen of starving children. Often, they were facing the sky and cradled in someone's arms. I wondered what would happen if their caregiver went away to look for food, clean water, or firewood.