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I Sit

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I sit

watching the steady

river of life

as it

flows past me

 

I see

hopes

dreams

colours

 

All I ask is a moment of

kindness

 

But even that

they do not give

 

All they see is

shame

 

I am

nothing

 

They are

everything

 

Why should they care?

 

I sit

watching the steady

river of life

as it

flows past me

 

And no one looks my way

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Westrina This was inspired by my recent visits to the city, and the suffering and sadness I saw there.

I don't usually write moral poems, but on the train home it composed itself in my head, and I thought it would be wrong to leave it unsaid.
updated Jul 12 '10 by Westrina

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Westrina You're currently reading the poem I Sit, which was posted on Jul 12, 2010 by Westrina.

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"A homeless person meditates on life."

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Abstract, Free Verse, Philosophy / Moral

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