Earth deals like a step-mother, no meal
The sky like a tyrant, filled with zeal.
No soothing wind blows, no clouds, no rain
Everywhere misery, cries, pain and pain.
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I wander thro' each chartered street, Near where the chartered Thames does flow, And mark in every face i meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe Blake Would that man were kind enough to share His tears, his laughter and his care. AMEN amen
O misery of man! please take some mercy Lords of world are lost in diplomacy. O God send some clouds of blessing The condition of Somalia is very pressing. Would that man were kind enough to share His tears, his laughter and his care. AMEN- - - -A vivid portrayal of the miseries and sufferings of the people of Somalia.The poem bespeaks the poet's kind heart. and great empathy.