poetry critical

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Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

Street Child
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When I saw this child
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She sat all huddled and cold
 2
She looked so tired and weary
 3
She wasn't very old
 4
Then I noticed by her feet
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A scrap of paper small and crumply
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I looked and scrawled on the card was
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'Feed me, I'm hungry'
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Her feelings not of embarrassment
 9
But of complete need
 10
Her pride had buckled as time passed by
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And desperation had taken the lead
 12
Her clothes weren't clothes
 13
They'd be better described as rags
 14
Sitting cross legged with her possessions
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Housed in two carrier bags
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Her eyes were hollow and deep
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Her skin a dirty grey
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She waited for pennies from sympathetic pockets
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To help her pave her way
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She stared into space
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All limp, unloved, alone
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She had nothing, she had no-one
 23
She survived life on her own
 24
A tiny child forced into adulthood
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No self respect or dignity
 26
Living a life of sadness
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Of loneliness and poverty
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Such a small little body
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In a mass of streets, danger and city
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This poor little urchin on the floor
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How my heart does pity
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How can she change her life?
 33
Where will it end for this child?
 34
Her body, a shell in this great expanse
 35
So unfriendly, intimidating and wild
 36
As I leave her in her world
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I hold her hand then go
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In a swift and fleeting momont
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I dig into my purse low
 40
With a feeling of guilt and embarrassment
 41
I pass her a coin or two
 42
She thanks me quietly and politely
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And says to me 'God Bless You'
 44
I walk away with mixed feelings
 45
I feel scared and guilty for the clothes I wear
 46
Why am I driving such an expensive car?
 47
Why am I pretending to care?
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I'll have forgetten her when I get home
 49
When I'm warm and entertained by the TV
 50
I'll have my friends and family here
 51
Eating well and laughing with me
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So many things we take for granted
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A roof, a duvet, a warm coat
 54
A friend, money, soap and water
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We don't need a cardboard note
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