There is no future for the dreams of the past.
But the memories never fade and they continue to last.
A father is to protect and to do what's right.
But my mission had failed on a hot, summers night.
A child stolen during the comfort of his sleep.
By a thief without a conscience, in one full sweep.
Now he's gone and I'm left here to cry.
Shall I continue to live or just lay down and die?
A man with a question that has no answer.
It destroys my soul like a crippling cancer.
Not knowing whether he is dead or alive.
Has he met his maker or struggling to survive?
Closing my eyes as I lay in my bed.
I can't get the thoughts out of my head.
Was there anything different that I could have done?
As the tears roll down my cheek onto the barrel of my gun.
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Great Job thanks for entering.
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Again this was very good! Very emotional, heart breaking…
It made me want to cry…
“As the tears roll down my cheek onto the barrel of my gun.”
I know what that meant
You poems have mind of its own the flow to this was good and perfect
Keep writing
Shuberth
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I REALLY liked this poem. It was great, and I really loved it. It makes me want to read more of your poetry. Very good job, and congratz on making finalist =-]
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i love it
i love the way u portray this. very well written -
I don't relate but u made me feel with you. good job
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But the memories never fade and they continue to destroys my soul like a crippling cancer.
Not knowing whether he is dead or alive.
Has he met his maker or struggling to survive?
Closing my eyes as I lay in my bed.
very deep and full of emotions thank you for entering the contest and good luck
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The vivid display of pain, loss and emotions is so strong, I am left in a spin and wondering if it is personal or if you are just that amazing in envoking such emotions on paper.
Amazing write
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Thank you & Best of luck
Stay safe
~Manda
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Bravo!
Bellisimo!
Excellent poem!
The rhyming scheme is so well thought out!
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This has gripped my very soul...especially the very last line. What a very powerful write you have chosen to share with us. Thank you very much for entering.
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Wow
this reminds me of what my social worker told me. Parents find it as their duty to protect their children, and when something happens to them, they think there could have been something they could have done. But there isnt, like when I was assaulted, my parents just cant understand, they are not the only ones feeling empty and out of control, but I do too. And they dont know that I feel just as lost as they do, there was nothing they could do to have stopped it, they thought I was safe, thats the only thing they could do. Other than that, they didnt screw up raising me, and neither did the man in this poem, his kid is smart, and I know they will find each other in the end. =] nice write!
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Powerfully written
Powerfull portrayal of the agony of a parent of a stolen child. I have ften tried tried to imagine what it woud like for it is probably a parent's greatest fear, and this poem explains it with the heartrending sorrow that it must be. Soemthing that has to be experienced and that is a fear I never want to experience. I fear this greater than death itself.
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Wow!
Such a tragic piece, the power of that last line is stunning! Shame that this is reality for some. Your flow and rhyme are spot on, as ever The sorrow within is intense, superbly penned poem, good luck in the contest
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Tough and Touching.
We all think of ourselves as multi-faceted, sophisticated adults until something damages a core element of our lives. Loss of a child triggers so many regrets that the questions cascade and circle back on themselves. You take us with you from the loss, to the questions and the desperation with the lack of answers. You help us mourn with this father.
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Really strong. Keep up the work
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A really strong write.This unfortunately not an uncommon occurance and my heart goes out to any parent that has to live with the consequenses od their child being stolen.Of course it isn't their faulr but the blame hangs in the air for them neverthless.To not know where they are or what is happening to them must be absolute torture and yet to try and end it all would be a selfish act because there is always the chance that the child may one day be returned.A subject that I feel needed to be aired and you did it in an excellent way.Well done, Ros
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What a tragic terrible occurence! I hope this is not written based on an actual experience
This poem flows so nicely from start to finish; the rhyming is natural, not forced, and the cadence is just right. -
This is so powerful, it breaks my heart. Amazing skill you have, please do not take your life.
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great wright
speachless...........
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