Man's life has four phases, childhood, teenager years, maturity and old age.
I didn't find the rules of what was going to be, so I wrote my own.
The children...the price they will pay without even asking...
Very soon the TODDLER
will learn the meaning
of have been utterly alone,
surrounded
by so many people but
with nobody really around;
the silence
was no made
with absences of sounds,
it was from his mother's tongue
that he got
the absence of words.
Very soon the BOY
will learn the meaning
of a slamming door,
like the angry
scream of a pistol
killing the peace
with just one shot;
the raised hand that brings
no caresses
or a touch of love;
it will be, when
his mother push,
that he will learn
how to fall.
Very soon the MAN
will learn
that along the way
his heart was lost,
tossed in a crossroad dich
by life's traveling
without return;
with smiles buried in yesterdays
and tears bitter taste,
let it known
that mother
were teaching you
how to be old
before childhood.
Very soon the OLD MAN
will learn that
nobody will come
knocking on his door,
no one would see
his wrinkled face
or say something
se he can hear a word;
he would know
that he came to life
with promises without,
sold by an uncaring mother
giving a damn about the price,
because he so unwanted...
was born.
Georg, such a sad tale lifted from your soul. A story that many could relate to, know I can. Good, caring write.
Be safe,
Karen
Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on March 26, 2007
Dear George, your poem as all of them that I've been reading as of late speak volumes and volumes of hurt. (Got room for hugs) my friend, always, love holly
And Nobody Will Be Smiling At Your Grave Or Could Even Care Less Once Your Born Dead,i.e. They'll All be Stealing (Fighting) Over What Little You Got (Had) Left If Not State Of California Will Coffin(scate)Rest Of It...
Such an outstanding write, tugs at my heart...sad what humans must endure at the expense of others...but you my friend are an overcomer, a fantastic poet with much to offer the world, a warm and compassionate human being, with a giving spirit...look forward and not back...write on dear friend, for your words come from the heart, great therapy for the writer as well as many readers...excellent writing...prayers and spiritual hugs to you my friend.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
My GOOD Friend - Over months past, I have learned what you have written in the poem. I am extremely sorry that you have paid the price for all four stages of life... especially, when a child.
The warm and constant close feeling you're getting this moment... is from the many friends you've made on AuthorsDen. In our own, and distant way in milage, we love you, Man! Keep your side of the bargain by continuting to write good poetry... your way... and to Hell with those who have wronged you. The life you are living - more than offsets all past wrongs. You heard it here first, last, and always.
From Georgia - Bill Broome
This is a very deep and touching write, Georg. I feel your pain and anguish through every word and nuance -- God love you, you grew up to be a fine man, a fine writer, and a good and decent and caring man. Don't look back, my poetic friend. You are surrounded by those who care now.
Much love,
CJ
Suspenseful and close to home, Rain of Deception 2 will leave you in Tears. Much like Part 1, this will shocking sequel will keep you on the edge of your fingertips.
Rovella is a beautiful woman with a cold heart whom blames herself for an unfortunate old family secret that is literally ruining her life. This secret impedes a gorgeous woman from having happiness in her childhood, and throughout her life. Dark sec
This is profound and striking... "The Children...the price" is a library of psychoanalysis... A true poemization poetized to glow.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Michael
Love Tinka
Be safe,
Karen
Chrissy
Unique Different Write...
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Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
The warm and constant close feeling you're getting this moment... is from the many friends you've made on AuthorsDen. In our own, and distant way in milage, we love you, Man! Keep your side of the bargain by continuting to write good poetry... your way... and to Hell with those who have wronged you. The life you are living - more than offsets all past wrongs. You heard it here first, last, and always.
From Georgia - Bill Broome
Powerful, powerful write! This shows how the life of the child follows you into adulthood and the scars it leaves. Outstanding poem, Georg.
Many blessings,
~Linda
Much love,
CJ
The cycle of a lonely man's life described from birth to death in haunting lines: excellent.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.