Normally, I try to post a poem on Thursday, however due to the holiday, I will post one today.
Jessie
They buried Jessie’s older brother today
he just finished turning five
she never had a toy, tv, or internet
yet she’s grateful to be alive
her brother taught her one through ten
by counting her fragile ribs
now she smiles when her stomach growls
as Mama feeds the newborn in the crib
Jessie runs barefoot down a dirt road
in a tattered dress of white
with baby fed, Mama has only one concern
will Jessie eat tonight
According to the United Nations World Food Programme statistics, approximately 3.1 million children under the age of five die each year from hunger or poor nutrition.
The Lonely Author 