Born so deep into the ground,
To catastrophe their fragile lives bound.
Unjust death lay on their birth,
As they enter our ignorant earth.
Their lives lived through darkened eyes,
Reaching out to forbidden skies.
They live without laughter, no childhood,
Never seeing what they would.
Hidden from their goals and wills,
As they breath their bound debt fills.
Living a life of eternal disease,
A blackened spot that will not seize.
Losing love to the past’s pains,
With each memory lightning rains.
Breathing air polluted with hate,
Living the life of a repeating fate.
Put into the grave so like the cradle they were born,
Still their souls ripped and torn.
Tormented to the last grain of sand,
Yet we lend but a mere hand.
Author notes
Inspire option: inspire people to lend a hand
A contest entry
- Hopeless Devotions(I need more entries) by Blooming Poet.
450 points, ended January 7, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
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I love the background here =] Always been a fave of mine. Great message in this poem. Best of luck to you in the contest. x
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hmm... well honestly this does nothing for me, I can appreciate the message but I cant feel it, cant taste it plus I dont see much flow either. I like the backdrop though. -
One word. Brilliant. I give it a 9!
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That was wonderful! But Terribly Sad!
I see you won a trohpy, great job you deserved it!
I didn't hate ANY lines...I loved every bit of it!
Great Job,
Good Luck in the Contests!
Nicole
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i liked all the lines! great write! reminds me of the 'apartheid' which the oligarchs in my country has subjected the rest of the masses to! lovely flow to this!
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'Put into the grave so like the cradle they were born,
Still their souls ripped and torn.
Tormented to the last grain of sand,
Yet we lend but a mere hand.'
Lending a hand, although simple, can make the biggest difference in the world. I loved the message in this.
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There was an Apartheid in American of sorts. We have this in common with the Motherland. It makes me cringe at the thought of one race pf people oppressing another race but it is real. This poem flowed exceedingly well, and the rhymes were stellar. It tells a sad story that I am grateful has come to somewhat of an end. Thank you for this entry and we wish you the best.
Much Love ♥
Renee
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This is an excellent poem of the history of apartheid. I liked the form that was chosen. You did a very good job of holding to that form. You also did a great job of following the instructions, including adding your poem to the Black History Month list.
I wish you well in the contest.
John
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i couldn't help but picture sick & starving children when i read this. to me the most powerful line was the last one 'yet we lend but a mere hand'. powerful slap on the wrist
thank you for your entry and best of luck
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I think you entered this into the wrong contest as far as I am concerned. My contest specified "funny" !!!!
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This is very powerful. I am amazed with the emotioin and passion put into this poem. thanks for followinf my rules.
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