"Black Sunday" (April 14,1935)

“Black Sunday”

(April 14, 1935)

By

Lisa A.Williams

From the dust

 lives were changed-

Vengeful wind swathed

 their world

  in earthen ash-

Dawn became

dusk,

blinding

 views of sun

and sky.

The taste of earth

 upon  tongues

speechless

in  hunger.

A grieving land

parched and unforgiving-

as they watched each other

grow thin from want.

So thirsty

they begged for rains

who refused to christen

the dry earth.

So much was gone

but not faith.

They knew heaven

would eventually hear

and she would cry

                                                                        for their loss.