30 Jan 2016 – Vow

No one shot at me today,
no aircraft strafed my city.
I wasn’t forced to flee and trust
my life to stranger’s pity.

I have food enough, and spare.
I don’t fear drinking water.
Armed men won’t come round me up
to be their cannon-fodder.

As I watch calm shadows dance
I vow to keep before my eyes
the torments of a tortured Earth,
answering its people’s cries.