Doris Culverhouse Poet Narrative

Darfur, Sudan

Desert sand, tan and wind rippled
Dry, desolate, drifting-dieties' 
canvas evolving, serenity garden

Strife and soldiers, guerilla warfare
South of Egypt, West of the Red Sea
Land Cursed by God for  whorng against
God with other gods. Descendants still
pay the sin price today.

Confussion, hate consumed
Evil conduct, evil rulers
Abuse and cripple the refugees

Mercy on the children, Succor
their hunger and thirst
Give the weak, strength and compassion
Deliver the wicked to your justice, Lord.


I read about this region today and descided to write a poem, the people are being abused 
and raped. Pray for this people and area. this is north Africa.

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John Loving Iii December 18, 2009 at 2:21 PM the godless have a big surprise comming that they can not see or escape. i join with you in prayer. john

L'Nass Shango December 15, 2009 at 6:33 AM Welcome to the club of compassion ... what we need now is action. See my write on same

Jay Loveless December 14, 2009 at 11:07 AM inspirational Always Rain

Jay Loveless December 14, 2009 at 11:04 AM Beautiful Pain, Hidden, Or Will You Finally See?

Jay Loveless December 14, 2009 at 11:02 AM Barely Speak, Slaved In Their Own Country, To Do As Their Master Bid, Blood Spilling On Dimonds, Poured From Men, Women, And Their Little Kids, War Mascarading Behind The Scenes, And No One Pays Attention To The African Needs

Jay Loveless December 14, 2009 at 11:00 AM Beautiful Pain Strike To The Heart, Reconginize My Peers, My Brothers Of Soul, Suffer Starvation, Eyes Gouging, Ribs Jutting, Fleshless Bone Fingers Waving, Pain, Oh Beautifully Horrid Pain, Screams Of My Sisters While Rappid Gun Fire Echo Through Out Raded Villages, Dimond Jewles Hideing Possible To No Salvation In Murky Waters, Forced To Restlessly Search, Muddy Skin Coveres Sleepless Eyes, Crisped Sand Beneath Scarabs Hide, Death Falling Like Nightmare Filled Sleep, Young Boys With Weapons

Sara Kendrick December 14, 2009 at 3:55 AM Nice awarenes write. It is hard to see this and hear about the abuse in the world. Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work. May your gift expand in the coming years and your works bless many. Mom

Ronald Bingham December 13, 2009 at 5:30 PM This sort of thing the big news companies try to shove under their highly polished news table. They don't want to champion the poor and down trodden. That is one reason I like watching the news on the 700 club. Things like this need to be aired out, so they can be stopped. Great write, God Bless. Ron

James Fraser December 12, 2009 at 7:24 AM The situation in Darfur has been raging for a few years now, and i doubt it will get better unless man sorts themselves out >> James

Brian Strand December 12, 2009 at 1:05 AM Well said Doris.Rgds Brian & thanks for your kind words and comments.

Marty Owens December 11, 2009 at 6:14 PM Very nice poem...truthfully newsworthy...Love it...Marty

P Sheart December 11, 2009 at 5:10 PM Hi Doris, The more that is written about this the more awareness it gets and eventually is brought to the forefront. Thanks for sharing this with us. Though sad very true. Thanks for sharing hun. Love Light Patty

Carrie Richards December 11, 2009 at 3:36 PM More needs to be done...more needs to be said..so that more people know this disgrace. Thank you for bringing it to attention. ~ Carrie

Juliane Thomas December 11, 2009 at 1:39 PM This is such a beautiful prayer, Doris! I've read many things about this region also, and I often think of the poor people there. Thank you for reminding me of them in this wonderful poem, and thank you again for your comments on my poems, which I appreciate so much! ~Juliane