abandoned child silently swept along a current of callous human race between shabby buildings and filthy hotels hovels of the needy and the dispossessed oblivious now soulless empty eyes unseeing soiled windswept streets unfeeling lost emotions unheeding sirens heralding another night of violence and death numb ravished soul of stolen youth too weary to care
So much stupidity in this world and this is one of them that I find very exasperating, To put a child through something like this, the person must not care very much about himself either.
Regis,
You are so right. People who engage in such deplorable behavior should spend the rest of their lives in prison. I know of one who is serving a 52 year prison sentence for molesting two brothers, the brothers were students of mine. I am glad he got what he deserved.
Nicole
Reviewed by Meredith Dixon (Reader)
Reviewed on January 18, 2006
Am glad I stayed up late tonight to read others' work. Regis, I can visualize that poor child and we know it's all too true and real even here in the good ole U.S. Your pictures are really effective with the poems also. I would like my daughter to read this one. There are some things we really want to shelter our children from and then there are things they just need to know and I would rather she read your thoughts on it than see something on the news. Thanks, Regis. Love and take care from Meredith.
A very good poem. "Too weary to care" gets to the core of existence not only of the children to which it is dedicated and who need not only one but a thousand and a million voices.
Peace and love (and thanks for the poem)
Mahdi
Reviewed by Tracey O' (Reader)
Reviewed on July 31, 2005
Excellent sad strong powerful poem and you are so correct about a stolen childhood much more than any crime. Very sad poem. A shame there has to be this today. as I say no need for greed no need for need. If only children like these could reach the hearts buried in the pockets of those greedy and bring those hearts out to see as they should and were taught and felt once or twice in their lifetimes.. (I'm sure they were anyway).
Your love for children really shines through in this poem.
TIG
Reviewed by Theresa Rayman (Reader)
Reviewed on July 30, 2005
Wow, this is a powerful verse! I especially like the short "terse" format you have used here, it truly adds to the hopeless, sad feeling I get from reading it. Good work! Thanks for your kind review and welcome, I look forward to reading and posting here! Take care-TG Ray
A deeply touching write Regis. Thank you for sharing.
It breaks my heart when I read things like this. There is a way that everyone can help. By clicking on the following link and clicking the button you help to feed starving people (no money involved - sponsors pay). http://groups.msn.com/LastingImpressions/general.msnw?action=get_message&mview=1&ID_Message=31644
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Hello, sugar man. I've been by several times, but this is the first time I've had the energy to type in. :-) A heart spiraling downward write, Regis. I watched "The Girl in the Cafe" on HBO the other night that dealt with how often world leaders in making economic decisions choose feeding cows over feeding children. And we who are well fed and well cared for take so much for granted. We poets should remain well-balanced in our writing and use our gift as the muse moves to be a voice for those who have no voice. You've done that here. Thank you, Regis. And the photo is powerful.
I am honoured to review this above The Man Who Cares for Streetchildren, Bhuwan himself. That man is an unsung Father Teres(a!) and never a word about himself and his own plight in the face of war and devastation. This moving write is tribute to you both. I must have said it a thousand times, but nothing stirs my heart more than the Father's heart moving through the hearts of Men. Perhaps when the Men father the world, the Earth Mother will be healed and released once again to nurture her precious life. Bless you Regis, and I love your new Biog. Go you! LOL Kate xx
Regis...Soul touching write my friend...very very moving....Street child is a grave reality in my Nation...It's a shame to the humanity...kate, peggy and Sandie are helping the kids of the Lakshaya Shanti...powerful write my friend....am all into tears as I went through this write of yours...since I am living with them....love n luck....BHUWAN!!!
Oh Sweet Reg, this reminds me of a particular girl 'Nakita' who is a victim of the slave trade in Romania. I pray for her, Her IQ is very low, probably below 70 and her 'owners have her working as a prostitute. I think that I saw it on 20/20, made me F'ing sick! These are lambs led to the slaughter.
A powerful write on a very tragic daily occurrence, one I see too much of in my work, excellent Regis!
Peace and love, Carole
Reviewed by Pacific Ink (Reader)
Reviewed on July 24, 2005
This is so touching and well written. A very topical poem, written with the flair of an impressionist painter! One pointer: "Ancient" looks little out of sync!
Why does it have to be like this? :( Life itself is already so complex, and these innocents have just been bombarded with extra to deal with. A powerful write.
the economics of your words get the point across perfectly. No words wasted on these kids. this "trash' as some of the world might see it. good job
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on July 23, 2005
I'm with Lori... I believe, Regis, you may have touched the hearts of all who have read this.
...an economy of words, brief, cascading 'verses... and an impact that only the few can claim to have on those lucky enough to feel it. Your impact, here, is palpable... you were obviously inspired and for that, you are a precious soul to put this before us... to make us think... to remind us that some do truly suffer. I bow to your dear heart. katy xox
When I saw the picture I already codme to know what soul-touching words will follow it. No better and more humanely can the situation of the street child be described. Regis you have been gifted with poetic wisdon and you have a heart with a sympathetic feeling for human environs. We have plenty of them in Somalia and I once sent an ounce of a shout through poetry. Thanks my friend for everything you have posted here
Been on the street, both as a child and adult, come a long way since, but still I remember the horror and fear of those times...this brought it back 100 fold...nothing more can be said...ed
Great truth in this one and an eye opener for sure. Poems like this sure do make it hard for us to ignore or forget the less fortunate. Thanks for the reminder Reg.
Heartbreaking and all too true Reg...I've seen it all over the world when I've traveled. Makes me wonder what on earth we are doing dropping billions of dollars worth of bombs in Iraq when these little people need our help so much...Michelle
Regis your keen perception has given us images of the stark reality our youth are victims of, that is so prevalent in our society today more so than ever.We really have to unite to find a solution. We are not doing enough to help.Too many divisions. Thanks for caring and sharing.
I really like the sentiment, the words, the topic...
But I must say I am not a fan
of one
word
on
each
line
rather at least short lines with the words that together mean
something...
I have to think about which words/lines together are the "meaning"
Reviewed by Debra Brown (Reader)
Reviewed on July 22, 2005
A very bleak picture you have penned,indeed. I hope the human race will evolve into a higher and more humane form soon. The photo personalises and enhances the tragic power of your words, as well.
ancient child
silently
swept
along
a current
of callous human race
You've summed up this truly sad situation quite succinctly, Regis - and I truly wonder if our race will ever lose its seemingly inherent callousness toward the dire plight of others.
Wow, I want to pick her up and hold her-GREAT Poem REgi-Wow, so touching and dramatic- which there life is Unfort. by some wrong choices of their families--- YOu wrote this out SOoo well R- :(EVERy Word a Vision- a sad 1 at that.... So sad that the little ones, have to feel so hope for their future, So SAD........ Love-Lady,Sheee How do "I" crawl up from this, I have to find a way (Today)............... ~~Plant a seed and watch it Growwww~~
It is such a heartbreaking situation, Regis. I have to wonder if this situation turns their life into a dead-end. Is their tiny life set up for more of the same? How slim are the chances that she has not or will not be molested? I wish that I could take each one of them by the hand and lead them into a brighter future, but unfortunately, none of us can. A most touching write.
Take care,
Sherry
What a beautiful child! So sad about her stolen childhood - soulless
drugs, crime, prostitution ... all these awaits her - unless a miracle happens. Heart wrenching, beautiful write, Regis.
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This was so heartbreaking! Unfortunately, there is too much truth in it. How can people do this to children?
Hugs, Mary
You are so right. People who engage in such deplorable behavior should spend the rest of their lives in prison. I know of one who is serving a 52 year prison sentence for molesting two brothers, the brothers were students of mine. I am glad he got what he deserved.
Nicole
Great job Regis.
Helen
Peace and love (and thanks for the poem)
Mahdi
Your love for children really shines through in this poem.
TIG
It breaks my heart when I read things like this. There is a way that everyone can help. By clicking on the following link and clicking the button you help to feed starving people (no money involved - sponsors pay). http://groups.msn.com/LastingImpressions/general.msnw?action=get_message&mview=1&ID_Message=31644
I hope others will read this and support this worthy cause.
Take care
Chanti
Reindeer
:)Sandy
These are God's children and
shame on humanity for not
taking better care of them.
Blessings,
Joseph
Love & Peace, Janny xoxoxo
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o(
Peace and love, Carole
Pacific Ink
Paul;-)
Why does it have to be like this? :( Life itself is already so complex, and these innocents have just been bombarded with extra to deal with. A powerful write.
warm hugs
Elga
This was excellent, Regis.
...an economy of words, brief, cascading 'verses... and an impact that only the few can claim to have on those lucky enough to feel it. Your impact, here, is palpable... you were obviously inspired and for that, you are a precious soul to put this before us... to make us think... to remind us that some do truly suffer. I bow to your dear heart. katy xox
Hard hitting sad truth.
It can be changed. And is by caring souls.
ravished soul
of stolen youth
too weary
to care
Very powerfully Penned! You did an excellent job on this!
You seem to always capture the true essence
of the core
William ......Peace
another outstanding poetic expression.
Peace',
Rich Criso Suarez
Felix
Love,
Eileen
Stark, sparse wordage packs a visceral punch; the illistration only adds to the carnage. Shattering--when will this madness end????
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. *tears*
I really like the sentiment, the words, the topic...
But I must say I am not a fan
of one
word
on
each
line
rather at least short lines with the words that together mean
something...
I have to think about which words/lines together are the "meaning"
TRASK
silently
swept
along
a current
of callous human race
You've summed up this truly sad situation quite succinctly, Regis - and I truly wonder if our race will ever lose its seemingly inherent callousness toward the dire plight of others.
Take care,
Sherry
Thanks for sharing...although on a very sad subject!!
Love TinkaSweets
drugs, crime, prostitution ... all these awaits her - unless a miracle happens. Heart wrenching, beautiful write, Regis.
God bless,
Sandie.
God bless the poet
love and peace
O, mon ami, this is absolutely heartwrenching, but so beautifully done! BRAVO! C'est magnifique!
(((HUGS))) and much love, ton ami de Texas, Karen Lynn. :( >tears <