Roses For Souls

How long the soil
housed tiny souls, pleas ignored –
crimes leave footprints
Plant a rose for each child
blood red to mark evil’s path.

(Image my own. Poem borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson)


Oil glistens
drinking water
250 evacuated

25 years of
boil-water advisory
an elder recites
and now this

We’re not animals,
adolescents rally
but ears turn away
government wheels rust

Neskantaga First Nation
want to go home
to live with dignity
know their human rights

Do they know
a .05% increase
in corporate taxes
would suffice

For the 73%
of First Nations
also lacking
this basic need

It’s all they ask.

(Written for Reena’s Exploration Challenge #168. Image and information sourced from :
and Government of Canada: