Care can take to those that need
and to those whose will does truly accede
Light can shine on those who fall
and hold them up to see it all
when cradled down beneath the dew
and light stroke skin to make anew.
but those who turn from helping hand
and try to stretch their own demand
and help themselves which can't be solved
and turn away the hand that hold.
Then they're cradled by burnt out light
light which has given up the fight.
And held in hands cracked by neglect
and watched by eyes from which light wept.
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Excellent
This poem in which you created is fantastic. It is incredibly deep and very well understood. It flows swiftly and will stay in my mind for a long time. Great job!
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