This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_000A_01BF771E.CA72AB20 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable My name is Douglas Jones I am currently living in Ireland (Co. = Limerick). Ethiopia 1992 A deeply throbbing and cavernous note The sound of people singing their way to death. Short, slow and dragging steps walking by rote Hanging on to life and gulping down each breath. Bloated belly, tight as a drum. Flyblown face so innocent, calm and unafraid. Wide eyes looking out from a mind struck dumb By all the wealth to white tribes paid. Walked to this place with the last of life To die in green fields over there. Undergo all the deep trials and strife To be sure that ones body will belong, Somewhere... Ethiopia II It rained today my love Thirsty drops of jewelled moisture Crying as it touch the parched lips Of the thirsty Earth Screaming 'Not enough' And the people died in silence Too weary even to sound complaint At the fat water fed watchers Screaming 'Not enough'. And God cried. ------=_NextPart_000_000A_01BF771E.CA72AB20 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable <!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN">
Ethiopia 1992
A deeply throbbing and cavernous note
The sound of people singing their way to death.
Short, slow and dragging steps walking by rote
Hanging on to life and gulping down each breath.
Bloated belly, tight as a drum.
Flyblown face so innocent, calm and unafraid.
Wide eyes looking out from a mind struck dumb
By all the wealth to white tribes paid.
Walked to this place with the last of life
To die in green fields over there.
Undergo all the deep trials and strife
To be sure that ones body will belong,
Somewhere…….
Ethiopia II
It rained today my love
Thirsty drops of jewelled moisture
Crying as it touch the parched lips
Of the thirsty Earth
Screaming ‘Not enough’
And the people died in silence
Too weary even to sound complaint
At the fat water fed watchers
Screaming ‘Not enough’.
And God cried.