Can you hear the cry of the broken child
her dreams have slipped away
mommy and daddy drew blood again
with practiced daggers from the tongue
Can you hear the cry of the broken child
not knowing why she's bad
hiding in the corner of childhood thoughts
in shadowy shelters from the past
I hear the cry of the broken child
as she lives through daily hell
tormented by the ones she loves
misplaced in the circle of bitter endings...
The cries of the broken child have
stained my reluctant heart
her longings, her dreams, like vapors vanish
she dies, unknown, unseen,
as the world continues on
unwilling to heed... the cry...
of the broken child...
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Reviews of "The Cry of the Broken Child"
Reviewed by Kerrie Riggs (Reader)
Reviewed on May 30, 2004
So powerful and so true. I grieve with the broken, unseen, unknown child. This send chills down me as I read it. Thanks so much.
Kerrie
Lori,
I wish I could rate this, but there really wouldn't be a rating high enough, because this is so filled with strong emotion. You did an excellent job, of giving a voice to this piece!
Hi "Happy New Year" we must be due a smile by now,I would tell you a joke but they only bring tears to yours eyes.
Remember my lovely girl it's 2003,---
May it be such a very happy year,
To them,and you,and of course plus me,
So all the very best to you my dear.
Morchuis
Reviewed by Alexander Shaumyan (Reader)
Reviewed on January 3, 2003
Excellent, Lori. Give that broken child a big hug from me. Love, Alex
"...mother and daddy drew blood again/with practiced daggers from the tongue." this really got to me, especially this part...words do cause wounds...vivid description of such a sad subject...excellent write, lori! continue to be a voice...this needs to be shouted from the rooftops! *STANDING OVATION* ((((HUGS)))) and love, karla. :(
That really shook me, Lori. The best and most brilliant write I've ever read in quite a while. This will most definately stay with me for quite some time, as time goes by, sometimes I feel like that child. Bless you for this wonderful insight, the most precious words, and the beautiful threads of love and hope. Brilliant writing.
A fine example of excellence throughout. What a beautiful job you did on this write, Lori. Good to see you again and I hope you will have the greatest year of them all.
Amor
The gifted and fascinating Urban Poet, Asa D Seeley, once again speaks. He introduces a New Genre of Poetry...Reality Confrontation. Juxtaposed with Essay and staying true to his unique style, Asa brings a breath of...fresh air...to the world of poet
Imogene, a country-bred girl, longs to make a life for herself in New York City. She joins forces with her former college roommate to start a movie production company in the big city.
Kerrie
Deborah
Jill
Cheers
Allain
Great write!
Blue eyed fish...
This is a wonderfully eye opening write. Powerful images here.
Drkman
Love from India - Joel -
Brilliant piece.
-James
Sandie Angel :o)
Powerful write, powerfully felt...
~E
Outstanding piece...
Happy New Year
Trixie
I wish I could rate this, but there really wouldn't be a rating high enough, because this is so filled with strong emotion. You did an excellent job, of giving a voice to this piece!
Hugs,
Maria
Dennis
Most Excellent!
TRASK
Hi "Happy New Year" we must be due a smile by now,I would tell you a joke but they only bring tears to yours eyes.
Remember my lovely girl it's 2003,---
May it be such a very happy year,
To them,and you,and of course plus me,
So all the very best to you my dear.
Morchuis
Thanks for this write Lorie
~Sanil
Warm Love,
*-Brittany-*
Amor