I am here, under the bridge, you know I exist
On this corner, with the cardboard sign, pass me by
Talking to myself, standing in the rain, my life in a plastic bag
Baking in the sun, shivering in the cold, wearing all I own
I breathe as you do, I am human as you are, flesh and blood
I want, I need, I hurt, I hope, my tears are real
Has the world over looked me, the world turns without me
I live in your shadow, cast by the perception of needs and wants
With familiar faces, you listen to Sunday verses, from holy text
Are the lessons lost, words simply sounds in a sacred box
Where is your Jesus on Monday, the Savior you worship
If I were the face of God could you see it, would you take my hand
You see me, I am here, don’t turn away, you see me
An original composition by the author of Ends and Beginnings
This is a bit of a different writing from you isn’t it. I like it too. 🙂
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Thank you Ms. Lively. I have tried my hand on several poems. Click the Poem category would be curious to know what you think of my “attempts”. At the end of the day they are just words, put together in rhyme and reason at least I hope they sound out a reason. I hope you are doing well love.
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Complicated life we strive to live, live up to standards impossible. We all do our best and even the best fall victim to their own needs. Mother Theresa gave but felt so empty at the end. Who gave to her needs? She questioned the very God she served. We all ask why? Life is complicated. I hope I understood Theresa’s words. She had much wisdom and admiration. I hope she found peace. She did much to help others.
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She gave until it hurt. A mark we can aim for but will fall short of. It’s the effort that counts.
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Very good poem, I like poems that actually have a message, a reason for being. This was a very good one, I enjoyed the read.
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Thank you for your kind words!
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Reblogged this on Truth Troubles: Why people hate the truths' of the real world and commented:
Excellent poem, excellent read, a poem with meaning and direction.
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Thank you!
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Beautiful message and an excellent piece of writing!
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Thank you love. Nice to hear from you hope you are well
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It is very sad.. because it’s true. Tears threaten.. but no. I do love it, a lot. Emotional.
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Thank you. If we would all just see what’s in our backyard and act on what we see
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If only… but there is hope. One individual at a time.
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I have a litany of emails to go through and often delete posts that I skim the first few lines if any at all. BUT.. I read this in its entirety and I’ll read it again in the hopes that it’ll stick and cause real change not just an emotional tug or a brain tickle.
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Thank you love. That means the world to me.
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That’s a powerful poem, well-written and listened to on this end. I think people ignore suffering out of fear. I know I have from time to time, or they just feel helpless to do anything or possibly paralyzed by fear. Still, your point is well taken.
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Thank you so much. Poems are a new venture for me. I have enjoyed getting the idea and crafting the words to deliver the message. Please know that I appreciate you reading my work and sharing your kind words with me. Blessings
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Such an important question for us all–where is your Jesus on Monday. Thank you.
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Thank you for seeing that. I thought it was one of the most important lines in the poem (slapping myself on the back for coming up with it). Thank you for reading. Blessings.
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Simple amateur myself 🙂
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Love this! xx
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Thank you so much!
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Love the photo!
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Thanks
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