Nobody Cried
She lived like any other city dweller
Same from roof top dish to dusty cellar
Alarm-clean house-the man-then sleep at night;
Trusting to the man to keep it tight.
Little vodka keeps the pain at bay.
Happy pills to help her through the day.
Understands, not his fault he abuses.
She knows what becomes of who accuses
Laying there so peaceful when she died.
Never having lived; nobody cried.
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- Charles Dickens Quote Prompt by Maylette.
1200 points, ended December 20, 2008, 8 entries
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The last line of this poem is heartbreaking - this makes me think of all those people who fall through the cracks in life - very well written
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♦ M
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I wish
If I could do one thing in my life that it would be to stop people hurting people they are supposed to be loving. I could do it with words; I could do it within the law; I could do it ouside the law. I just wish I could do it. I see it in their eyes behind the sunglasses on a cloudy day. I see it in the skin they hide under long sleeved dresses. I see it in the painful walk, the cringe at a playful remark or gesture. Most of all, i see it in the tears at a compliment. I think that was the most vivid awakening for me. I said, "Hello pretty lady." to somone who had been told she was ugly many times a day for years. She burst into tears and I got rocked with reality. It sucks.
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