Poetry
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Voice of the World
They call us Third World
below the Second
below the First
because we have less
produce less
suffer more
But three are really one these days
we can help you understand
come and let us show you
hear the One World voice
Religious leaders gives us food
teaches kids to read
Political leaders gives promises
and sewage in the street
Work all day to buy a chicken
or dine on scraps of rich
don’t say we have democracy
and allies in the West
Fill not the mouth of famine
if you fear to make us strong
but feed the brains of young ones
not yet won to jihad’s cause
Come and give them options
show them one big world
Love is the only answer.
Days of Earthen Houses
Slaves in Egypt
bricks without straw
mud along the Nile
“Another day older
deeper in debt”
mud along Pakistan’s Indus River
Adobes of New Mexico
adobes of Palomas, Mexico
brick-makers of Pakistan
Drying bricks shrink from wood
bake hard on edge in summer sun
their makers deep in debt
Brick in mortar
adobe in mud
walls of slavery rise
Lintels rough-sawn cut from pine
Bond-beam tops the wall—
concrete, steel, and sweat
Vigas visible overhead
herringbone aspen spans between
flat roof of tar and gravel
Gravel to block the sun
canales to drain the rain and rancor
through the final parapet
Wire and scratch-coat cover the walls
brown-coat, color-coat, sponge-troweled
stucco rounded all around
Gypsum plaster and sand inside
hard troweled Structolite
white paint curves around us
as in Spain, so in Mexico,
so New Mexico, and Pakistan
terracota bricks, Earth Day, earth houses
From dust of the earth
dwellings rise
from Faisalabad to slaves along the Nile