Ollie Lind Poetry

I wrote this poem some time ago when I as in a contemplative mood. When I was very young I was tormented by dreams of vague menace. I was no stranger to waking up in a cold sweat. As I grew the dreams stopped. I don’t profess to know where dreams come from or what [...]

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The “election” is over. Significant opposition figures have been either imprisoned or murdered. The despot will retain, at least for the present, power over his miserable and oppressed people. The Western world has wrung its collective hands and ranted about ‘sanctions’ and ‘political pressure.’ The African continent, itself not wholly without corruption, stands by and [...]

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I read this week about Dafur. It seems that the crisis there is now worse than it has ever been. I have written a poem to express my dismay at how we, as civilized beings, can allow atrocities such as Dafur to continue. Oh, I hear the politicians say how complex the problems are and [...]

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