Looking into the embers of what can never be at this young age couldn't imagine what I'd see our lives were simple family was all we had and now with this wild fire I have no mum or dad embers oft...
"As I reflect on harvest and the warming glow of the bonfires we use to burn the dried stalks, I am saddened for a generation and the fire that symbolically has been put out by a raging disease called Ebola. Long after the last person survives (or dies), the children will be foraging for food, for meaning, for HOPE." Leslie Moon
I know that Ebola was used as a kind of insane wedge in the just completed elections. I will not comment any more on that. What I will comment on is the fact that there are many orphans in Liberia due to the ravages of this horrendous disease. I might be a horror author, but I have a heart and soul which cry out to the oppressed and forgotten. Children hold a very special place in my heart. All children. Many are now alone because their parents died. The orphanages taking care of them need assistance.
We at Visionary Press Collaborative are doing something about this. Leslie Moon and Benjamin Bautz are working very hard to get a book published where all the proceeds go to the orphans. This will contain poetry, short stories, and art. There will be no horror in this book. This is to be a book of hope. And, as I said before, there will be no political ranting.
I will keep you posted as to what happens when it happens. Why am I posting it here on my website? This is real-life horror. Also, my readership is large. I will repost this on the Visionary Post collaborative website as well.
Thank you for your time.