![]() ![]() It supposed began its reign terror, in a place called Wuhan China Īnd even as it spread to the United States, Donald Trump downplayed it as minor Īnd through that ignorance, it has grown into the monster that it is today Īs it wreaks havoc, and takes lives, across the USA īut there are silver linings, in every dark cloud Īnd in this case it is the heroes, of whom we’re all so proud Its origin is said to be of snakes and bats, but I really question this It has no known cure, so to treat it is hit or miss It’s called the coronavirus - or covid nineteen Ī killing force, the like of which, mankind has never seen In the midst of a brutal, silent killer, that is raging worldwide Ĭountless people has fallen ill, scores of whom has died With Rayford’s permission, we are sharing his poem with you. Recently, he penned a poem celebrating the people working on the front lines of the Covid-19 pandemic. He published a poem commemorating the election of Barack Obama. In prison, Rayford has taken up writing and become a keen observer of the world. He struggled in class and dropped out in the eighth grade, beginning a downward slide that ended with him receiving a death sentence for the murder of Timothy Morrison. At school, he was a frequent target for bullying. He was one of nine children born into a chaotic home with an abusive, alcoholic father. He was born in Georgia in 1958 and raised in Statesville, North Carolina. ![]() ![]() Rayford Burke is 62 years old and has lived on North Carolina’s death row since 1993. They are now in danger not just of state-sponsored execution, but of being killed by a virus from which they have nowhere to hide. Many of the 143 people on North Carolina’s death row are over 60. prisoners and the numbers are increasing exponentially. More than 25,000 cases have so far been diagnosed among U.S. In his foxy fur coat and whispered without words, Phyllis, write,Īnd didn’t say why, but a door opened and I walked through.There have not yet been any reported cases of Coronavirus on North Carolina’s death row, but prisons have emerged as some of the worst hot spots for Covid-19. Maybe it’s the fox who stood still as a photograph Because I am a waterfallĪttached to a river of spirits calling my name, Phyllis. With white letters on dark gray background because. My heart, queen of the pond! While really, I’m at my desk pressing keys How my heart could be out there in the water and also inside my chest. ![]() Its love to swim in a lake with skate ray fish and their wings. To remind myself why I write, I imagine how a heart dishes out There is so much suffering in a world that offers us this much beauty. Because I amĪ hose attached to a spigot of images dying to explain why To do about loveliness than to bow down and worship it. It was near a lake with an abundance of skate ray fish flapping To stroke its coat of reddish fur that swirled in the shade trees. I remember the rattlesnake coiled aroundĪ fence rattling, a fox so close on the trail I could almost reach out To remind myself why I write, I remember the golden eagle I saw Were forbidden to write.” Rainer Maria Rilke Into the very depth of your heart confess to yourself you would have to die if you “Find out the reason that commands you to write see whether it has spread its roots Thank you to our generous poets for their contributions, and we will share more of their work throughout the year. In that spirit ISSTD News invited members of ISSTD’s poetry group to contribute a poem and a small selection of these follows for your enjoyment. Poetry resonates with the existential dilemmas of mankind, exhuming ideas from deep within.” … From sonnets to rap lyrics, the core purpose of poetry remains the same - to explore the human condition and invoke emotion through words. On the UNESCO website for the day, poetry is described as a vitally important and universal form of cultural expression: “Practiced throughout history – in every culture and on every continent – poetry speaks to our common humanity and our shared values, transforming the simplest of poems into a powerful catalyst for dialogue and peace.” Writing about the day the Free Press Journal reports that “No other type of literature creates such a plethora of feelings and emotions as the abstraction of poetry. ![]()
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