One More Day

One more day I slept serene,
while some where distant bombs
and screams awaken others from their dreams..
One more day I quenched my thirst
while others trapped and feared the worst,
living out war's curse.
One more day I tidied, swept, while elsewhere
children died, mothers wept,
cried in anguish, so bereft..
One more day my skies were blue.
I ventured out with things to do,
while others watched their world unglue.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Wolf Avatar
November 8, 2023 at 10:11 AM
I'm at a loss for words here. Such a contrast of two worlds. Hope you are not feeling any guilt... I remember my mom saying, 'How can you leave vegetables on your plate when the children in China are starving?' (That was the mid 1950's). :) gw
Kaufman Avatar
November 13, 2023 at 4:13 AM
Hi Gershon, I seldom go back to see comments after I've posted so I apologize for not responding earlier. I don't know if guilt would be the right emotion, just empathy and puzzled as to why some humans must endure such immense suffering.
Bauer Avatar
November 3, 2023 at 10:02 AM
Wonderful! What a poignant observation, Nancy, beautifully rendered…
Kaufman Avatar
November 3, 2023 at 1:04 PM
Dear Ilene, It so nice to have you visit my page and I am grateful for your comments, just deeply sad about the whole middle east situation as I am sure you are as well. God Bless you and keep you safe dear poetess friend.
Pandit Avatar
November 3, 2023 at 7:29 AM
A tremendous rendering on those who are suffering and grieving. The contrast you draw between the two worlds rings so true. Quite touching a write from an enlightened mind. A FAVE for me Nancy.
Kaufman Avatar
November 3, 2023 at 1:02 PM
Thank you for your visit to my page Vijay. I think most of us are struggling with heavy poetic hearts these days as well as some anxiety over the loss of human life on both sides and just the overall horrors of war. Your comments were most kind but if you ask my family they would disagree with the "enlightend mind part" Have a blessed day Mr. Vijay..
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