Christmas In my house.

It’s Christmas in my house,
The women bend and break their backs to feed the mouths of angry men who only spew insults back.

It’s Christmas in my house,
The women wake up early to feed the stomachs of men in a bid to get to their hearts-

hearts already hardened by hate to give nothing back.

Merry Christmas

Peace will come

A dozen stars twinkle in unison amid clouds darker than hope-
birthing twilight in my weary heart.
They shine to lead us to a moon, that stands only as shadow to the Sun,
Morning will come.

Pray for Nigeria, pray for Congo, pray for Africa. African countries are bleeding. We need you.

Haiku: Peace & Timber

                                      A timber wood falls

         With a loud thud it hits the ground.

         Peaceful in His arms.

Artwork by Elizabeth Becker.