Saturday, December 8, 2012

My Turn

At every moment,
both day and night,
someone somewhere
is in dire straits.
No one escapes
these shadows.

If we can't find a way
to help those in need,
we're doomed as a species,
because every one of us
gets a turn sooner or later.

1 comment:

Dr. Mike said...

Christmas 2012

No one’s left to kiss
Beneath the mistletoe. Too
Hard to lick the bones.

Now they’re almost dead,
Some more so than the others.
And I’m hiding out.

[Disposable Haiku December 8, 2012]
Dr. Mike