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Smudges

Forgotten memories are the nightmares we share
And we write them all off with a silent prayer.
The words, we know have been written,
And the pictures, we know have been drawn.
These are their pleas against a blood red dawn.
Have the existing every stopped to think,
"What of the forgotten, the invisible ink?
The sick and dieing,
The lonely and crying,
The bloody and bleeding
The screaming and pleading?"

Dreams painted red leave reminiscent lies
Like a mother watching as her new born dies.
Or the brother watching his sister fall to her knees
Held at bay by arms that laugh at his pleas.
Can you not see her pain filled eyes set agleam?
Or his small lips strained in a silent scream?
What of the mother and father massacred in their home,
Sentencing their children to an aimless roam?
Can you not hear the screams that choke the child?
Their voices mangled into inhuman sounds, eyes wild?

Every slash of a knife
Matches the smudge of a pen, 
And one more child is forgotten


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  • you have such deep work that really shows. i did notice when you rhymed it was regular normal used words (which is fine) just a suggestion in the future find words that most people dont use often it really separates a rhyming piece from the rest.

    thanks for entering

  • sunsunny3235
    March 21
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    good

  • wow...this is really good...I like it...good luck!
    Alicia Lynn

  • So many people are over-looked... And you gave them a voice if only for the minute...

    A wonderful write and I wish you all the best in the contest.

    Kate

  • wow the last line really says it all for the poem good luck in the contest


  • ChelseySmile
    December 31, 2008

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    This is chilling. The state of east Africa always saddens me. I always wished I could help those in poverty. This poem is very well done. I love the final stanza.

    I believe I spotted a spelling mistake, however.

    Have the existing every stopped to think,

    Perhaps every was meant to be ever?


  • echo-ink
    December 30, 2008

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    Very sad and thought-provoking.

    Thanks for entering.


  • silentheartbreak
    October 30, 2008

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    this is a really great poem! You're very talented, I really loved this and it really stood out to me. It left me moved after reading, it's really great.! Thanks for entering!


  • AbsoluteBrightness
    October 19, 2008

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    this gave me the chills..
    its so dark..
    so meaningful
    yet so beautiful.
    its very sad what is going on over there.


  • silentheartbreak
    October 16, 2008
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    oh, great job! Really great, I love it Thanks for entering!

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