Poetry
Qwaint, Mary
POETRY The following poetry is written expressly for The Alternative by Mary Qwaint, an inmate of the Indiana Girls' School, heavily endowed by Federal Aid. Mary recently returned from a twelve...
...In the past ten years reliefers have increased fifty per cent...
...Perhaps more than an ironic anecdote on current welfare absurdities, this will serve as an insight into UNTITLED Lord, let there be enough love in my heart to love my enemy, Let there be enough courage in my heart to weather life's stormy days...
...Mary recently returned from a twelve day Sabbatical on Indianapolis' "sin strip", where she collected material for short stories which will appear in The Alternative this Spring...
...Lord, let there be room for others in my heart that I might not grow lonely...
...the Administration's demand for a tax increase...
...Now we hear Administration spokesmen stating the deficit to be twenty-three billion dollars, and more responsible sources (i.e...
...No one will care how many tears of sorrow I shed...
...Even the hippies get into the act...
...With eight and one-half million people on relief and over a million drawing unemployment compensation, one might look in amazement at the help wanted ads—sort of a localized RIPLEY'S BELIEVE IT OR NOT...
...Only then, when my pulse is next to niegh, as I bid my farewell and my soul surgth toward hell, can I forget, And then still shall I cry, our love was pure as white, and fine as gold and I am not ashamed that he was black or that for our love we had to Fight, (sic) MARKINGS THE WAR ECONOMY The economy, well lets see...
...No one will love me forever as there friend, No one, But God up above, (sic) THE PRESS GOD Now friend, or foe, more likely the case, Of the Press God, as you may know...
...Four hippies can pay forty dollars per month at a county aid office and receive stamps redeemable for seventy-six dollars worth of groceries, providing they have set themselves up as a "household...
...Forget the ones who failed to understand, The ones who's hearts were pregnant with hate and prejudice, The ones who dared to prophize our love would fail our love would die, The ones who cried "look, Look at the white one that walketh among the Black, and she must stay for there is not one among the white that will have her back, Look look at the white one that walketh among the black...
...sic) NO ONE No one will know how my Heart is crying for love...
...ONLY THEN CAN I FORGET When tears of loneliness cease to fall, When hours of sorrow come no more, When I fail to have courage and stand tall, When at long last my life is tallied and I know the score, Only then can I forget...
...No one but God up above...
...No one will know but God up above...
...In the same period, non-defense spending catapulted from 48.6 billion in 1960 to an estimated 95.6 billion in 1968 — a jump of ninety-seven per cent...
...Let there be in me hope for a Peaceful tomorrow and Lord, If you'll kindly let all these things be, Let there be room enough in heaven for me...
...With an overall increase in the budget of 83.7 per cent in the last eight years, non-defense spending has increased from 51.5 per cent to 55.5 per cent...
...Let there be in me enough humble humility to accept a helping hand...
...The Budget places defense spending at 45.7 billion dollars in 1960, and it has risen to an estimated 76.8 billion in 1968 — an increase of sixty-eight per cent...
...No one will want me longer than a day No one, Only God up above...
...So, does it appear 6...
...Seven months ago Johnson estimated his deficit for the current fiscal year at just over eight billion dollars...
...the Chicago Tribune) put the deficit as high as thirty-two billion...
...Today there are one million more people on relief than there were during the depths of depression...
...Johnson demands a surtax and places the blame for this need on the war...
Vol. 1 • October 1967 • No. 2
