Hands reach out for food
too many hands
not enough food
they fight
they struggle
stronger over weak
but there will never be enough
food
too many people saw their lives swept away
a river of
farmers, school teachers and modest shopkeepers
too many and too much
too many people line the roads
desperate to leave Pakistan
they have nothing there now
too many people with too few ties

Then there are the orphans
too many alone all alone
who were the lucky ones
when the flood came
that drowned them all
they lived
now their eyes are big enough
to make many feel guilt
they are all alone in the world
and it only took a couple of seconds
too many orphans
with too many people
too poor themselves
too hungry
too thirsty
to care


Too many things in Pakistan
too many tears cried by too many
adding to the flood
we can cry for them
maybe we can open our hearts
and give too much