child abuse
violence, rape and incest
time served’s NOT enough!
children’s rights
smugly shouting “youth’s Justice”
have we really tried?
children crying
empty bellies aching
in the night
child soldiers
fighting their fathers’ wars
victims of our sins
lost childhoods
never reaching puberty
justice not for all
youths’ injustices
landfills filled with promises
adults’ failing youths
(c) Tournesol ’19/04/01
like rainfall
different shapes and colours
carpeting the earth
(c) Tournesol’16
Daily Moments October 17, 2016
hunters’ rules,
doe eyed creatures with antlers
balancing nature
balancing nature
humans embracing greed,
tipping the scale
©Tournesol’15
© Tournesol ’14
They say music is one of the last things your memory loses if you are cursed with any form of dementia. I can totally see that having played “oldies” when visiting my mother. It was like she stopped at a red light, stunned, her eyes would widen and she seemed to know. Sometimes she would hum or try to sing the lyrics like one of her favourites by Judy Garland that we all know so well, Somewhere over the Rainbow.
“there’s no place like home”
clutching Toto, she taps her
ruby red slippers
© Tournesol ’14
(c) Tournesol ’14
