Save the Children

Much is being bandied about nowadays during the run up to the presidential election, along with its accompanying state and local elections, regarding the hotly contested issue of reproductive rights, family values, rights to life, and the right to choose.  The diligent campaign watcher can barely catch a breath between traded political zingers and accusations, and the confessions of outrage and piety regarding this seemingly all consuming issue.  But somewhere in the heat of rhetoric, I feel a very important element is missing - the children themselves who must live the realities of the lifetimes we have brought them to for better or worse.  For many millions of them, it has not been easy. . .for many, even cruel.
     It is in their honor that I have posted the poem Save the Children along with its audio reading and photographs on my web site  www.eonwriter.com
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Sandy Hartman

                               Save the Children

        Within every child lies the heart of the universe

        And the wish to be so

        Each child filled with bright eyed curiosity

        Each child filled with need

        The need to care and be cared for

        The need to be proud before their kind

        What has happened to us, their protectors

        What has happened to our hearts

       That we have created so many children

       That we cannot care for them

        So many that we must let them grow up hungry

        Hungry in mind, hungry in body

        Hungry in spirit

       By what right do we claim Heaven

       When so many innocent hearts are betrayed

       Lost and left to struggle

       Alone

      

       c 9/08/09

Sandy Hartman
www.Eonwriter.com
Member of NLAPW , Jacksonville branch

                                

                                          

                                            

A Poet's Reading

This a first for our site, an innovative approach which surely will catch on soon. Are you all experimenting with vlogs? Later in the day, Sal also sent me this poem which I publish here too. Siggy

Sal Buttaci reads two of his poems at the Neighbor's Art Center.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OmBoqls1iCM&feature=share 

Please take the time and see how this works. It might give you an idea or two. I'm trying to master the intricacies of video clips and vlogs. Youtube is here to stay- and successfully so. It seems to be the future of FB too.

Enjoy!

Salvatore Buttaci

WORDS OF IRISH WISDOM

A leprechaun once told me
“the Irish have the luck,”
so pretending I was Irish
I acted like a kluck,
waving four-leaf clovers,
broguing  in the green:
“top o’ the morning” all over,
the likes you’ve never seen.

Then I asked the little fellow
where I might find that pot of gold
and he laughed so hard he bellowed,
“That’s a legend that’s quite old.
The only way to riches
is work hard and persevere.
There ain’t no other hitches.
that’s what makes the gold appear.”

Now he’s gone forever,
but each year on Paddy’s Day,
I chant in my endeavor
to let magic come my way.
The gold that I was seeking
is an angel in my life:
Of what lassie am I speaking?
Why, begorra, she’s my wife!

          
(C) 2009 Salvatore Buttaci