They were treated like disposable razors
These lost children on the street
Loved and wanted for a little time
Now what fate in life to meet
Hunger walks with them each day
As they search for love and home
Feeling like a lost piece of dirt
On those streets that they roam
May god reach out and touch someone
To save them this I pray
For a lost child like that razor
Is a sad sight when tossed away
A contest entry
- "The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things" by HeavenScent4U.
700 points, ended December 21, 2007, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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All I can really say about this is BRAVO (clap clap clap)
You have created a touching and oh so true poem regarding something that is very hard to think about and face let alone write about.
Excellent Job friend!
Much Love,
Nicole
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So sad... we all have our crosses to bare, but mine seem shallow and small compared to the suffering that some others suffer.
Great writing as always!!!
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This is so sad yet so true. So many innocents tossed away as disposable, I don't understand people or life sometimes
Thanks for your entry and good luck. Be well and be blessed
rules 10
presentation 10
spelling, grammar, punctuation 18
originality 20
how well you handled the prompt 19
overall 19
96 points
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This is sad, but it reminds people that not everyone has a place they can call home. This is an amazing write, Dad!
Good luck in the contest!
Always,
Cassie
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Your words are so true and so painful to read.So many little ones roam the streets with no place to call home and nothing to eat...Just thrown away! Thank you for sharing your words with me
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Very sad. Think of all the millionaires out their that don't share the wealth they could easily help but they don't. Some people to are just lazy and don't care for their own children or well being it is so sad. this is a great write.
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