Holiday Postcard.(Wish You Were Here) Poem by Bryan Sefton

Holiday Postcard.(Wish You Were Here)

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I met a woman in a burned out land
She had a frog clutched in her hand
'What's that? ' I asked. I heard her say
'Its my families food for today'

I met a man in this arid land
With brackish water cupped in his hand
I asked 'What is that? ' and heard him sigh
'It just may keep my child alive

I saw a boy sitting on the sand
Observing dust within his hand
I asked'What's that? ' He raised his head
'All that's left of hope' he said

I wandered off to have some tea
I'd hoped there would be things to see
Though the sun always shines and there is no rain
I don't think I'll come here again

Wednesday, July 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: hopelessness,hunger,ignorance
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 08 July 2020

observation heart touching around the worlds happening many things unseen only keen observation can find out the holiday wandering expose all....... excellently written - Though the sun always shines and there is no rain I don't think I'll come here again.......

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Bryan Sefton

Farnsworth near Bolton, England, UK
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