The Blood Of The Nuba Mountains Poem by Michael Walker
The Blood Of The Nuba Mountains
The blood of the Nuba Mountains
Is flowing through the hills
In scarlet-flower fountains
And crimson-jewel rills.
The parched wild land is pining
For water from the sky.
Instead, blood of the dying
Rains on the valley dry.
Monday, July 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: war
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Christians are being attacked in the Nuba Mountains, and this is a tribute to them.
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