Visions for Greater Human Flourishing serves as a vessel to project my passion for our human family in its strength, in its frailty, in its perfections, and in its imperfections. My desire is to advance Greater Human Flourishing as best I can. Please read on.

Tuesday, July 7, 2026

Donor




His blood came out

In ropes

And tangled

In the rice shoots.


Some spattered on me

And dirt

And rice muck.


God it came out fast.


He stared dumbly

And tiny red bubbles

Came from his mouth.


Strange I’m numb

And quiet

And slow.


He gnawed at the air and 

I

Wanted to say something

I

Thought.


So I put my ear closer

But in a very little while

His eyes went still.


I think now

He wanted to say

No.


But I’m not sure.

I’m not sure of anything

Anymore.



GB Sanford, Vietnam, 1971
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