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
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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
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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
Everywhere we turn there are forgotten corners. So many left, forgotten about, my heart crys out for them. Thank you so much for this poem. May God bless you every day of your life.
Your heartcry for the neglected, the suffering, the lonely people of this world speaks to my heart, also, Linda. There is so much wealth in our world, yet it's not enough because of greed and selfishness. Jesus told us to love one another as He loved us...but where is that love? This is a powerful, write, dear Linda, one that needs to be plastered everywhere. We need to be reminded that EVERYTHING belongs to God; we are merely stewards. We need to be reminded that the poor, hurting, and destitue need love, mercy, and compassion. You have stirred me with this meaningful write. Thank you for caring.
You Are Caring Soul Linda-- I Think About Literally Millions USA Citizens Little Children Whom Live In Your Own Back Yards Streets The I'll Cry--I Was Homeless...
Their Is More Than Guilty In A D Or Out Of--Those Take It For Granted--It'll Never Happen To Me Or Their Children Molested Killed By Some Pervert--Then Listen To Them Scream They Become **Self Glorified MARYTRS!!
**People Blocking Out What They Don't Want To See...
(God) Does Nothing To Stop It Because Humans Created It Are Ones To Stop It--So Called Innocent Suffers With Unjust--
Hey You Read This Your Number Just Has Not Come Up Yet...
The needy, poor, or rejected must never be forgotten. They are all around us all over the world and if you use your heart to see then you will help: especially if your are a Christian? Linda my Sister you never cease to amaze, inspire, and uplift me! What a Pen! Alleluia!! Peace!!!
Just as life during the pandemic was color-coded with different hues representing different levels of danger, life in its aftermath has become shaded in similar ways. As a self-styled “Seeker of Beauty with Beauty,” (borrowing from a quote by W.E.B.
Good work, Linda!!!
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Regis
Daniel
Sincerely,
Regino
Abundant Blessings,
Hugs,
Lena
Your fine poem is from the heart and reaches every heart
that cares.
John
Their Is More Than Guilty In A D Or Out Of--Those Take It For Granted--It'll Never Happen To Me Or Their Children Molested Killed By Some Pervert--Then Listen To Them Scream They Become **Self Glorified MARYTRS!!
**People Blocking Out What They Don't Want To See...
(God) Does Nothing To Stop It Because Humans Created It Are Ones To Stop It--So Called Innocent Suffers With Unjust--
Hey You Read This Your Number Just Has Not Come Up Yet...
TRASK
Amor
fee
Blessings,
Christine
sheds much needed light on that forgotten corner
of the world. -gene.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Love and Peace Always
Tony