Somewhere I hear a baby cry
Sick and just waiting to die
Mommy's left her all alone
All hope of surviving gone
Tears of a precious baby girl
In a forgotten corner of the world
***********************************
A man sits on a cold hard floor
No one knocks on his front door
No ringing of the telephone
All trace of his family gone
His life and endless,useless whirl
In a forgotten corner of the world
**********************************
Children starving in the street
Mothers crying in defeat
People turning off their TV
Blocking out what they don't want to see
Haunted eyes with uncombed curls
In a forgotten corner of the world
the poet's heart must always be a beacon of compassion... excellent write!
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on July 8, 2003
A lot of those corners are here in the USA too
Great write Linda. Every little bit helps...
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on July 8, 2003
Linda, seems like we turn our heads away to what we know is wrong and inhumane so we won't have to be aware of it. Very insightful poem. Your friend Bill
Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Reviewed on July 8, 2003
Haunting yet mesmerizing...OUTSTANDING WORK ONCE AGAIN DEAR LINDA!!!!
~Nikki~
Excellent_ We Are Writing Poems Together,i.e. (God) Has Greter Influence In Which You Write
W/O Even Realizing He's Here . (As) Your Hand(s) Continue To Write...
A poignant story about letting go of a narcissist in your life. Have you ever been attacked FULL force by a narcissist? It's the closest thing to being stabbed over and over in the back.
Very well done. Love this one.
s
Great write Linda. Every little bit helps...
~Nikki~
Excellent_ We Are Writing Poems Together,i.e. (God) Has Greter Influence In Which You Write
W/O Even Realizing He's Here . (As) Your Hand(s) Continue To Write...
Your Friend Now N End, TRASK
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)
Linda, another great
write...
Trixie :)
Reindeer
In Spirit,
Bear
John
David