Iran is not the only place whose people suffer. Lest we forget-
Counting Their Dead
Though thousands died as
millions fled, Darfur's
genocide survivors are
still counting their dead.
Darfuri Refugees
Women & children wait in
Chad, memories haunt-
village on fire, lives
stolen, Darfuri refugees.
All I Have
Raped, beaten, my home
blazing in flame; muddy
water, food, firewood-
in Chad it's all I have.
Bricks of Dried Mud
Bricks of dried mud,
stack into walls;
how many years will
this camp be my home?
Darfur Refugee Rights
You speak of my rights,
of genocide- 300,000 dead;
what is that to me if
I have no food for my son?
New Millennial Slavery
A new millennium,yet
Sudan & Niger enslave
with impunity. Lives in
servitude to the grave.
Safety is a Relative Term
Refugee camps are homes
for the hunted,
safety is a relative
term, more lives stunted.
Inspired by photos and story at Darfur on Flicker
These are the poems I have written. Please come to mykuworld and write in the web of poetry. We are community!
Katherine A Minden ©2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
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