On the State of the World Today

On the state of the world today To Alphie, the African baby who died today from Ebola Alphie, my child Earth swallowed your cold tummy Dirt is slowly seeping into your nostrils Your bare limps are now covered with crawlers But alphie, my child Your tummy was never full never quite that warm The air you breathed would have killed you if you waited And your limps were always Exposed, Vulnerable to surface elements Alphie, my baby Was death more merciful than life Why are some children more precious than others Why are some bodies worth saving While others heavily grace charity billboard Like painted ghosts Lumped together in one symbolic face Because, Alphie Our son, my baby This is the state of the world today rest my love Under the dim lights of gasoline lamps Your torso will turn to wood And green will sprout from your eyes And I will water you Daily Until we meet again