Across The Land Poem by John G. Nelson

Yester across the land of our birth,
A place of once wonders, once mirth,
Crowded with smiles to every streams,
Cheer by customary values & dreams.

Today across villages, cities & towns
Love, caress, brotherhood once own,
Lay dead & bleed by hatred & wars.
Our kind broaden by agony places far.

Today across forest, savannah & hills,
Sound multitude of distresses & pains,
Diseases, death themselves giving bills,
Whilst hunger laying hands to drain.

Today, days themselves has stood still,
& the Nights themselves muddle & fill,
But tomorrow hope will gleam at morn
& each one will grace himself & adorn.

30/08/2008