Near and Far

The pictures that we see
Are not a world away.
They’re from our own backyard,
The memories will stay.

We’ve stepped into the shoes
Of our third-world relatives.
It’s not a pleasant place,
How our neighbors have to live.

Needing water, needing food
With no relief in sight,
Despair and anger burn,
Emotions stretch too tight.

The anguish is as real,
Of that there is no doubt,
Wanting answers for the pain
Caused by flood, or war, or drought.

We are neighbors in this world,
Whether close, or far away.
A place may be rebuilt,
Some needs won’t go away.

Now that we’ve seen it here
Perhaps our hearts will keep
These feelings close at hand
And find compassion deep.

Patricia Burlison
©2005

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