B is for Every thing Dies (in the C'bean)

Every thing dies in the Caribbean

Desire drags itself along a murky trail.

Ink stained papers fly high

In the face of God’s heaven

And hope cradles her bruised cranium.

She abused

Now shuddering…

Now sputtering…

Vision’s eyes gouged out by an... 'unsharpened' pencil.

No longer able to see sun and surf

As if that was all he was

And the others?

Malnourished

And broken

By parents who advertise their intents but differ on discipline.

“Help me,” they say, “before we too die… in the Caribbean”

Every Thing Dies In The Caribbean

05:18:2011

© Tracy j H

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