Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

Starvelings

While drought sweeps

across the Serengeti, 

armies of ants; 

red as the Martian soil, 

scurry into well-constructed

dirt mounds. 

A few stop

to reinforce an image

within the mind of the observer

(who clearly views them

in that histrionic moment)     

laughing at tribal elders

performing another useless 

rainmaking ritual.
 

The children 

(Tanzania’s pride)

whose tears drip 

onto cracked earth’s barren landscape,

whose eyes reflect the heat of hopelessness

and whose stomachs,

pregnant with hunger,
 

easily trumpet a correlation

between Entropy and Murphy’s Law.