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Child on the Roadway
Contributed by
Valerie_Pearson
on
Saturday, 8th February 2003 @ 09:00:00 PM in AEST
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Where are they, those solitude heartbreaks,
lurking somewhere within the sonnet,
those wounds, upon which my soul anchors,
revealing but unable to except,
those parts of yesteryear,
it hurts to much, thy childhood lies lost,
in an infinity cloud, hoping for the pain to ease,
there was no warning, just leave,
throw out on the road as trash,
at the young age of sixteen,
survive, had I not these words, I could not be,
I did survive,
I was asked to dance at the topless bar,
refused that offer,
my values, meant more,
so they feed me instead,
you hated them,
yet you throw me to the streets,
and they cared enough,
to know I was starving,
I weighed only ninty-eight pounds when they did,
did you care at all,
did you think of me,
even search, ever wonder,
I was to weak to even stand,
so hungry,
did I cry, ...... No ......,
couldn't ..... to busy trying to survive,
what had I done, I often wondered,
at sixteen, always listened to you,
but I guess I should of know,
I witnessed it before,
my older siblings,
being thrown out like trash,
wondered once what they did,
didn't have to,
I was my turn now,
that gazed infinity cloud of childhood,
...... I still try to understand,
why I was raped ....of my innocent years,
thrown to the road,
at night, alone in the dark,
I sleep behind old vacant buildings,
thats where I found,
life's music,
others cared, did you,
they are still part of my life,
they refused to see me starve,
when I had so much to give the world,
do I love you,
I try, I could, maybe I do,
not sure though,
because its hard to understand,
as gazed yesteryears, once alone,
left for trash, on the cold dark road,
now I hold others,
who were beaten the same,
raped of their innocent years,
they and I concur love,
in a new fashoin,
it blossoms, endlessly,
I am today,
living, not because of you,
because I had power,
the infinity cloud,
where the sonnet is,
and life began!
Copyright ©
Valerie_Pearson
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2003-02-08 21:00:00]
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Re: Child on the Roadway
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by kegs04 on
Saturday, 8th February 2003 @ 09:58:24 PM AEST
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.....wow..... incredible write-- just .......wow.......
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Re: Child on the Roadway
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by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Saturday, 8th February 2003 @ 11:17:35 PM AEST
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Valerie, this is such a tear-jerker..
Jenni |
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Re: Child on the Roadway
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by karoody on
Sunday, 9th February 2003 @ 01:33:34 AM AEST
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| i have not read a single poem of yours that i didn't like. this is among my fav's. |
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Re: Child on the Roadway
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by Wrybod on
Sunday, 9th February 2003 @ 09:41:23 AM AEST
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Val, I read your poems the wrong way round,
you had it worse than me because you had it alone. How on earth you became the angel (yes angel) that you are.......beats me.
What sort of parents could do that to their childre?. Where ws this?
Val I'm not going to disappear but I can't read anymore of your poems this afternoon. I will tomorrow. |
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Re: Child on the Roadway
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by LOWMAN613 on
Monday, 10th February 2003 @ 09:47:34 AM AEST
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| Ok Val This really did it! Omg I'm out of words now,Besides I cant see through my teary eyes! God Bless Girl! Christina |
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Re: Child on the Roadway
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by ladyfawn on
Monday, 10th February 2003 @ 03:13:56 PM AEST
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| hmm... i was out there too, something i do not write about, something i do not talk about, comendable that you are able to, i always say to myself that what doesn't kill us makes us srtonger, i try to help others cuz i know how it feels, im so sorry you were alone, but you have blossomed and become a beautiful insightful vision to many, much love always nessa |
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