A fishing rod - not the fish

A poem by Wondwossen Teshome, our Communications & Marketing Co-ordinator in Ethiopia

A fishing rod-not the fish

It is very deep beyond imagination

When I see the Poverty – the enemy of my nation!

Voices come out of this hut

A call for help----from those who have the heart

Just a fishing rod---not the fish

A direction- not a daily dish

A care----to believe somebody is out- there

To help us break the yoke on our shoulder

Imagine----when a family lives in this hut

Cook, sleep, and stay under it

Knowing not when the hut fall-out

When children wonder what will happen next

While Parents can’t tell its fate to the kids

Do we have the heart to share their burdens---?

To help them live their God given years?

Here is a call:

Just a fishing rod---not the fish

A direction- not a daily dish

A care----to believe somebody is out- there

To help us help ourselves in our God given years!