How Soon...? Comments

They are too weak to resist as the scraps of bread are ripped. No sleep is coming tonight. Blind and helpless feelings acquire the place. This poem is very thought provoking poem. You have very nicely and brilliantly penned this. Crime is so sad. We need peace and stability. This poem is an excellent poem shared.

indeed, daniel, what do we do with such images as you describe in this poem's opening. then multiply that need by so many others. we can give, pray, perhaps be called to serve... and yet, and yet... wishing all the best to you, brother, glen