The Famine

A scarce supply of food,

dirty water,

shelter that barely covers my head,

no education,

helping out my mother,

my brother is sick in bed.

I think he’s dying.

But Momma won’t tell me,

because she’s afraid that I won’t understand,

just in case he doesn’t make it through tomorrow.

Flies are eating me alive,

I don’t know what else to do,

but pray.

I know God loves me,

some people just have to live this way.

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

Yes God loves you dear ..because you feel
you feel it when misery strikes..no food ..no water
shelter barely cover my head
no education ..brother is sick..mother fear ..
he will die ..i will not understand
at this age how this could ever be
yes lets pray..some sanity comes back to this insane world
some people must never live this way..
how kind and sweet these words..
wonderful..

[J.Black]

"So we pray to as many different God's as there are flowers, yet we call Religion our friend/
So worried worried about saving our souls, afraid that God will take his toll" --- Jewel.

Okay so I just quoted Jewel, but I honestly thought those lines tied into what you were saying Amy.