Don'T Forget To Listen - Poem by Patti Masterman
I look at photos of earthquake victims
And tsunami victims;
Victims of storms and hurricanes,
And I can't help weeping,
Because Earth has such beautiful children
And it's difficult to see them dead and wounded,
Hope and future removed, along with life and liveliness,
Their still life frozen forever in time now;
So many uncounted children, mothers, fathers, old people..
I wonder if after death, angels and spirits gather round them,
Whispering that everything will be alright now;
No more pain for them, no more tears-
Perhaps they were waiting many days and hours
To hear the rescuer, that never arrived?
Hope can both lift us, and wound us to the core
If we are allowed to languish in misery till the end.
I hope they died with hope still living inside them;
Please, don't let anyone die with no hope left,
Let their tears cry out to heaven and call down help-
For you can be the very hope of heaven, down here,
So don't forget to listen, for the very smallest cries.
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