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The School of Life

Contributed by katt on Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 12:56:38 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems




Born in poverty
hard work and long days
violence and abuse
closed to the eye
choices of separation
elusive family ties
confusion and heartbreak
a child learns to cry

Years of despair
no friend to be found
shuffled from place to place
searching for home
used for labor and financial gain
rights brutally violated
bending to authority
a girl learns distrust

Marriage and children
happiness brings joy
giving and receiving
the evidence of love
teaching and helping
the peacemaker speaks
the loss of a husband
a woman learns pain

Lonely and devastated
a heart ripped apart
sinking into darkness
suicidal thoughts
concern for others
lifted from the pit
dreams come into view
a widow learns hope




Copyright © katt ... [ 2006-04-19 12:56:38]
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Re: The School of Life (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 01:38:04 PM AEST
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Well done, Katt..the Circle Of Life and the lessons learnt....Stay strong.
Jenni


Re: The School of Life (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 01:46:59 PM AEST
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If cowboys can be serious, you got syntax down to an art of connecting thought lines overflowing with provocatingly painted clear picture that connects to the second from the back row of the schoolroom of life. In other words, satisfying.
Cause dreams comes into view be granted. It's all part of miracle.


Re: The School of Life (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 02:19:57 PM AEST
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This is a great poem. It reminds me of my youth as a boy growing up in the city. The closest to this poem from my own life is one called "Here we go again" and "City lullaby" Thanks for sharing your life with us.


Re: The School of Life (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 04:43:59 PM AEST
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I can so identfy with this..

I remember as a kid the outside toilet and stepping on slugs and snails on the way and sleeping on a P***** stained mattress.

But poverty has positivity....

To the receptive it gives wisdom and paves the way for a better future.

J.




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