People fight and
Kill each other
Hold a grudge
Against their brother
Wives scream out
In anger of
The husband they took
Vows to love
Babies cry in the
Middle of the night
Mama's out partying
Until daylight
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~
The homeless man
No body sees
Behind a trash bin
On his knees
Nothing to eat
His body sore
Waiting to die
He can't take anymore
The world dealt him
A bad hand
Not one person
Who understands
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Teenage girl
So all alone
Scared and crying
She can't go home
Confused and pregnant
With a roll of the dice
Boyfriend left her
To pay the price
Mother watching by
The door
For a daughter she
Won't see anymore
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The world unseeing
As it rushes by
No body can hear
The silent cry
Of a man whos lost
All he owns
Wife and children
And modern home
Standing at a bridge
He flies through the air
The water swallows him
Does anyone care
Yes Linda, I do! I'm as real as they get, and the hurts of this world are many. It won't get any better until we all work together and show love. God Bless, Holly
O, Linda, this needs to be reprinted on the front page of every newspaper in the country. Your imagery is powerful and truthful.
The world needs to change. Needs to change now!
Your voice will be heard, Linda. I hear it. Others hear it. Collectively by word and action, we'll see that still more "get the word." I believe God is becoming impatient with us.
Thank you for bringing such a message when we need it most.
Richard
It seems to me that far too many don't care much about anything at all these very sad days - except themselves. And we truly need far more folks like you in the world today, Linda - who do care.
Reviewed by Michael Mathieu (Reader)
Reviewed on March 5, 2007
If this doesn't wake people up,wonderful write full of compassion for others,an eye opener for sure,Well said,
God Bless,
Through your eyes--in the poem--we see and feel the reality of pain that is experienced by others. You have painted some very vivid pictures in "Reflections", and some very sad ones. Wonderfully written.
Wow! What a write my friend, you've left little to the imagination with this harsh look at reality. Sad what a shape our world has come to. Many may say that there has always been this type of behavior in society...I would assume, but not as abundant! Great write, one that should serve as an eye opener! Our society is in trouble, and morales are nearly a thing of the past. Outstanding write!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Definately an eye opener for the things we see around us every day but yet the common place seems to be ignored as our hearts grow colder with the familiarity of contempt. Sad days indeed...
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against self
and you've coined alot here well
hard sad reality
Sandie May Angel :o)
The world needs to change. Needs to change now!
Your voice will be heard, Linda. I hear it. Others hear it. Collectively by word and action, we'll see that still more "get the word." I believe God is becoming impatient with us.
Thank you for bringing such a message when we need it most.
Richard
God Bless,
Michael
I love the compassion you write and see with my friend. Your power and love always shines through.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Fee
None Of You Could Care Less,i.e. Only Whence It Gets You Where It Hurts $YOUR BANK ACCOUNT$-Your Own Little Child Is Raped,Killed Only Then__
YOU ALL BECOME SELF GLORIFIED MARTYR's....
YOU ALL MUST 1ST DIE HORRIFYING DEATH BEFORE YOU EVEN CARE (GIVE) LIVE...
Your TRUE Friend TRASK
a lot of us do care, but how
is it possible to help or watch
some poor soul every minute.
Great write Linda.