'With Pen In Hand, My Thoughts I Give' Poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen

Give me a pen or a pencil
I am poor and I cannot afford a computer
But a with a pen or pencil
you give to my hand
let me journey to a world of hope
a world where seeds are planted
to bear trees and fruits for
for every man, woman and child;
where the clouds and sky
serve as blankets for our protection,
where seas, lakes and rivers,
fields and farmlands give
us our daily food.

With a pen or pencil you give
to my hand, let me keep the
surroundings green where everyone
has a piece of land to toil,
in a village, city or town
where no one goes to bed
hungry, sick and naked.

With my pen and pencil
let me see the earth
responsively protected
by everyone, not as objects
to dominate and abuse
but as dear partners
for our own survival.

With this pen and pencil
let me mark the vision
to be shared by all humans
as co- protectors of our own specie
as created humans, and protectors
of nature in all kingdoms of plants
and animals which have been endowed
to us all from the beginning of time.


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Written as poetic response to the 56th title challenge of Betty Janko