Turning of the Aristide
by Cynth'ya Lewis Reed — Read all 584 poems by Cynth'ya Lewis Reed
Tuesday, March 2, 2004
tic
tic
TOC goes the watch
upon his wrist,
see him tremble
at the gate?
'coup d'etat'
now seals his fate
~
zing
zing
ZOOM
i recall
a day of gloom
due to terror
in the skies
with alerts
still on the rise.
~
K-lick
K-lick
K-LACK go the weapons that attack
aimed by rebels on the run
no more dancin' in the sun
are the peace roots
firmly placed?
Aristocracy disgraced. . .
~
splish
splish
SPLASH!
count the cost as pools of blood
turn the soils to crimson mud
while the Power Washington
turns back Haitians on the run,
aren't they tired of the terror?
was your President in error?
© 2003 by cynth'ya lewis reed
powerful and you never flinch! Thank God you found your writer's voice... I believe words DO make a difference.. they
make us think. katy xox.