The Times

it is hard to remain human on a day
when birds perch weeping
in the trees and the squirrel eyes
do not look away but the dog ones do
in pity.
another child has killed a child
and i catch myself relieved that they are
white and i might understand except
that i am tired of understanding.
if this
alphabet could speak its own tongue
it would be all symbol surely;
the cat would hunch across the long table
and that would mean time is catching up,
and the spindle fish would run to ground
and that would mean the end is coming
and the grains of dust would gather themselves
along the streets and spell out:

these too are your children this too is your child

by Lucille Clifton

Comments (10)

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Another child has killed a child! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
these too are your children this too is your child A poignant statement poetically established
It is painful when children are killed.A mother's pain of losing her child is felt by all living beings in nature.The animals and birds sympathize the weeping mother. We are no humans when we remain insensitive to the death of children because they are not of our race or religion.To quote from the poem- - it is hard to remain human on a day when birds perch weeping in the trees and the squirrel eyes do not look away but the dog ones do in pity. another child has killed a child and i catch myself relieved that they are white and i might understand except that i am tired of understanding.
Some pains are universal, they go beyond the boundaries. Beyond colour of skin or race or alphabet. A nice write. 10 for sharing this lovely poem.
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