RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: VENEZUELA
Horror in Caracas
Twenty-story buildings
Reduced to piles of debris
A collapse of floors and ceilings
The people of Caracas bleed
Thousands and thousands homeless
Hundreds and thousands dead
So many people laid to rest
So many left in dread
What future lies in store
For a nation torn and tossed
For the masses who are poor
For the countless who are lost?
We are sworn to their aid
Since Maduro took his leave
Yet will our dedication fade?
Will we meet the rising needs?
Our hearts ache for those poor souls
Who must suffer most of all
May Venezuela be made whole
May the world answer to her call
