by Kevin M Welsh | Nov 26, 2006 | Poetry
In human life we have to learn… From who goes before…we take our turn. And in turn for those behind…who follow on, To give them room when we are gone. We enter life that we may find Ways to enhance all humankind. We each must have our chance to be, Then leave this...
by Kevin M Welsh | Nov 26, 2006 | Poetry
It was ‘Roots’ that did for me. “Hey! Monkey man, call me Massa,” they said… “Hey you! Nigger, call me Massa Boss,” they said… “Massa Boss Sir,” they said… I felt like I died… ‘Chicken George’ they called me… ‘Kunta Kinte’ the slave. I did not want to be there…not in...
by Kevin M Welsh | Nov 26, 2006 | Poetry
The coming of winter is unwelcomed… As the chilly tendrils festoon the dank and bare landscape. Summer is a distant memory, And the season of betrayal is at large. The warmth has given way to cold, And the drabby vision bares its colourless vesture. But such is...
by Kevin M Welsh | Nov 26, 2006 | Poetry
The passage of autumn Is like the transient passage of human emotional experience. The promise of summer’s warmth and comfort Gives way to the threat of winter’s cold and treachery. We shed our confidence and security, And rid ourselves of our raiment. We are helped...
by Kevin M Welsh | Nov 26, 2006 | Poetry
Remembering the times you were Of your own kind in deep despair, And thinking life is never fair… With pain and anguish felt. When others on you their ways impressed, Your self-esteem was sore suppressed, Through shame and guilt… t’was never blessed… Perfect within...
