discarded

I am alone1

I wish that I were made of stone,2

so I would not feel the pain3

of standing alone in the rain,4

or the cold of winter's bite,5

or fear the loneliness of night.6

I once had pride and dignity.7

I was not always what you see.8

but, somehow I could not compete,9

and wound up here, on the street.10

I see you, can you see me?11

Do you not see what you might be?12

You call me a failure, you call me a bum,13

But as I am, you might become.14

Think on this, before you blame.15

you and I are much the same.16

my luck ran out, so might your own17

and you will call the streets your home.18

So don't pass judgement, don't condemn,19

don't turn your eyes away, my friend.20

help me get my life back on course,21

Someday, you might need help with yours.22

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Tahutihotep
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  • Horatsu
    April 24, 2004
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    This was wonderful! I liked the flow and your words. Keep writing I hope to see more from you!

    ~+~WhiteTrash~+~


  • SegerFan
    April 20, 2004
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    Yess so true! I love the ending... reminds me of a saying "Be careful of the toes you step on today... because they just may be attached to the ass you will have to kiss tomorrow"

  • Aeolus
    April 20, 2004
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    Oh, wow! You're SO RIGHT... Loved this part: "But as I am, you might become." This is good because it's true. All your ryhmes seem nice and flow-y, along with the rythym of this poem. You expressed feelings and thoughts nicely... Good work.


  • Maatkara
    April 20, 2004
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    "There but for the grace of God go I"...I love your version, and extrapolation of that theme. Well done and well said.
    ~ G