Darren Daugherty, Ph.D.
Darren Daugherty, Ph.D.

         by Daniela Daugherty  The sky on that day, Was a light, hazy gray.  And the streets were but bare. It was damp in the air.  Then the rain hit the road. On the stone darkness showed.  Statue hid anxious birds. In the town, idle words.  But then from apartment, Past house department,  Came down the cracked stairs. Now wind blowing her hairs.  Then unlocked the black gate. Iron bars, tow'ring -straight.  Hand back into her pocket, Holding something in…  Read More

In May 2007, four university students, my daughter, and I went to India to make a positive difference in the lives of children. Our main assignment was to conduct a camp for children rescued from prostitution / human trafficking. I knew that our lives would be changed in profound ways through this experience, but I did not expect that I would fall in love with a land that is so different than anything…  Read More

         WHO'S CHILD IS THIS (poem written in India, summer 2007)  Who's child is this with the burn-scarred face, of a different race, in this far off place.  Who's child is this, who comes up to me, with her childhood glee, says, "Will you love me?"  Who's child is this, who just wants to play, living life today, forgetting yesterday.  Who's child is this, I turned and shed a tear, it's…  Read More