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The Throbbing Heart
by Antoinette Kopperfield
Sunday, May 29, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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He stands on a street
with a cup half-empty,
Coins are tossed
as though
he were a seal
in shallow water
and he is hungry
for another meal.

His eyes of hope
catch your glance
if you are looking,
and if turn
you will never know
his pain.

His full-time job
is survival.
Though he is dry
and thirsty
from the sun,
his legs are tired
with no chair
and sometimes
he feels like dying
though he asks again.

You see his face
and his gratitude,
and though
your gift is small
he says "thank you"
and he moves on.
There is a car
with another driver,
and like yours,
his heart
was throbbing
from compassion.

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Reviewed by Phyllis Du'Gas 6/1/2005
Beautiful and truthful words. Well done!
Reviewed by Felix Perry 5/29/2005
I know this feeling so well and when questioned why I chose to give to "those lazy bums, worthless trash, etc, etc etc." I look at them and ask have you ever been in trouble, down and out, had a runaway child, or just think that you could make a difference in survival or not then it is worth it. People donate thousands every year to churches to put in stained glass windows, oak furnishings, gold wear for the alters, silk for the vestments, can you imagine if ebven half that amount in one city were spent on the homeless?

Good write,
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 5/29/2005
I've seen that look so often these days. You caught its irony so well. 'There but for fortune, go I.'

Reviewed by E T Waldron 5/29/2005
Wonderful empathetic write Antoinette!

Reviewed by Kate Clifford 5/29/2005
Beautiful write!
Reviewed by Sandie Angel 5/29/2005
Sometimes, we ae their last hope. Don't forget to help a stranger a day...

Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o)
Reviewed by Emeka Nwogu 5/29/2005
You rendered this piece perfectly. I wrote a similar poem 'The Street Begger'. I agree also that we are not doing enough for those who are at the down rung of the ladder. I wish the society will rise up and do much more for them. Thank you all the same for this offering.
God bless your heart.

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