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Least of all a Stranger
by Angelia S Vogel
Friday, June 01, 2007
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Least of all a Stranger

I must have seen a half a dozen strangers today
None of whom spoke a single word to me
I did receive a pensive grin or two
But before my lips could part to say hello
Their eyes reverted quickly to the floor
And then they’d pass me by
Once again I became insignificant
As when I was a child

I suppose that I should be partially grateful
For the shroud we’ve built around ourselves
Relieved not to have to force another smile
To of least of all a stranger
Or if my lips; allowed to part
Actually chanced to speak hello
Shrewdly would I wonder
If they’d hear the sorrow in my tone
Or were they to stop long enough to look into my eyes
Would they see the heavy burden
With reluctant heart I’ve carried

But in this callous world we live
I will never need to worry
That anyone… least of all a stranger
Would care to know of the atrocities bestowed to me…
My father’s gruesome crimes…
The day they tore me from my mother’s arms…
The abuse… neglect… the loneliness
The neighbor that stole my innocence
When I was only twelve
He; already a man
The racist remarks…
The broken home…
The interracial misfit…
But none of these things matter
Least of all to a stranger
That can’t even take the time
To look me in the eyes and
Utter a simple word

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Reviewed by Thomas Watson 4/14/2008
I would hope I would never walk away from such a gift from a stranger. Rather I would do this:

The Smile

I was softly brushed by
A warm breeze, gently…
As I was warmed this day
By a kindness, intentionally.
I was lifted from the valley,
My spirit was brought high
As I went my busy way…
Hardly noticing the sunny sky.

A stranger brushed by,
Carrying a sadness in her eye,
Until her glance caught mine
And I saw a heart shine…
And the breeze moved over me,
As her need and kindness broke free,
Lighting my shadowed life’s view,
Brushing me with something new…

A stranger’s smile was given,
Lifting my burdens in that moment…
A stranger’s smile was shared,
Though I saw, she had her own cares.
A stranger smiled at me, and, in turn,
I looked into her hopeful eyes, smiling in return.

Thomas Watson
Reviewed by Robert Blackwell 6/4/2007
Very poignant and heart-heavy writing to savor at sunrise.
Reviewed by Morning Star 6/3/2007
Wow this is very profound write
It's sad but true a smile or a simple
Hello may makes a differences on someones day!
I'm a very friendly person so I always smile or say hi
To people!
Outstanding write love the imagery and the
Message within!!
Love And Peace to you always
Your friend...Morning Star
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 6/2/2007
This poem reaches the depth of my soul and awakens all of my emotions, Angela. It really does leave me with no words worthy of commenting adequately but I know you can feel my empathy. Love, peace, and healing to you,

Reviewed by Laura Mayer 6/2/2007
Angela, this write is gut-wrenching to read, because sadly it is true. A simple Hello really does make someone's day. I know that if someone says hello to me, it lifts my spirits just to be acknowledged and not ignored. You have endured a horrible childhood, yet through all you've been through you still have the decency to be polite and connect on some level even with a stranger. I admire you.
Hugs, Laura
Reviewed by George Carroll 6/2/2007
Thank God you have been blessed with two beautiful children to give you the joy that was taken away from in your youth. Each day that I go out I can't count the number of people who look past you as if you were invisible. Have we all become so preoccupied that we have lost that great expression HELLO. You have climbed out of the depths of despair and made a life for yourself which speaks volumes of the courage you have in facing adversity.May God bless you and your family with much happiness.
Reviewed by Barbara Smith 6/2/2007
Angela, this poem gripped at my heart today, writing helps us to rid ourselves of the pain, hurt, and anger within our hearts. I sometimes believe God gives us the talent to write to rid our inner being from misfortunes. Your voice presented this poem with dignity & grace. People do tend to be aloof and uncaring as we pass on our's sad. I'll not be apart of their uncaring ways though, I smile and say hello; eventhough, you can see it hurts them to the bone. Some people though are craving just a friendly smile and a makes them feel worthwhile and somebody. We never know those who are in need so that's why we must continue to reach out to those who need it. God Bless.
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) 6/2/2007
Gutrenching write. Nowadays you say hello to a stranger, many just look at you as if you're bonkers, with a hidden agenda.....

"Good aftermidday Angela, I do hope you're having a wonderful now, That dress really matches your eyes, and catches mine,
look after yourself when needed, been deilghtful meeting you on this sunny day" (Tilts hat, and strolls on)
Reviewed by K. Mulroney 6/2/2007
These days all I see are glances of anger. Are we all really that unhappy? So I help a senior citizen get something off the grocery shelf. sad write but all to often real.
Reviewed by Art Sun 6/2/2007
Nice work of expression within your poem...the emotions of life and all it's hard realities found along paths that hurt and reach to destroy the spirit of one only seeking the simplicity of a hello. You display a very sad and yet power filled message within this poem...

nicely penned...

Art Sun...
Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper 6/2/2007
Angela, this poem sent chills up my spine it is so wonderfully (yet sad) written. You've captured the essence of the message you impart, and it is filled with a whirlpool of emotions. Great piece.

Also, it reminded me so much of one of my neighbors who has been two feet away from me at the mailbox and doesn't see me.
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