I was perusing through poems I had posted and this reminded me of the pain people often feel…
Listen closely and you can hear;
The plight of a single mother’s tear.
Can you hear it?
Not loud and barely a hum,
The pain an addict makes numb.
Can you hear it?
The sound of all those young years,
A life orphaned and full of fears.
Can you hear it?
Spoken with pride not forgotten;
Impacts of racists, still the demon.
Can you hear it?
Child of first world problems,
yet love should be welcomed.
Can you hear it?
The screams of terror from a wife beaten,
Unheard, because judgment is the beacon.
Can you hear it?
From a father the family he carries,
a hidden cry of burdens and worries.
Can you hear it?
Unaccepted and tortured by peers,
All due to being among the queers.
Can you hear it?
Tarnished by war, a painful struggle,
A veteran’s life becomes a juggle.
Can you hear it?
Deep down…
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I liked it then, and still do. 🙂
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Thank you! ❤
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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I can hear it because you say it the way you say it, beautiful poetry 😊
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Thank you so much. The day I wrote this was a day I was thinking about struggles people face in life.
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Beautiful and from the heart. Happy New Year princess 👑
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Thank you my beautiful queen!
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🙏🏼❤️🙌🏻
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