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My Shame
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My Shame |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa 
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My Shame 1 January 2005 I am ashamed that I cried anguished tears at the negligent damage I did to the exhaust pipe of my darling Gretta … when five days before the tsunami found, devoured and disgorged each of you and yours like foul-smelling, repulsive vomit and thousands of you died in unexpected terror and thousands more will live forever with the horror of searching amongst the stench of hundreds of bloated, disfigured, rotting corpses and rubble that was once treasured homes, for family and friends and survivors, your every atom of humanity tortured shapeless beyond recognition. I try, but I cannot imagine your thoughts strangled within your smashed, submerged, gasping heads; your monstrous fears of an undeserved unknown; your trauma taunting you into the decades ahead; and your loss … your loss … your loss, and here I am crying about an exhaust pipe, and going inside to eat and drink and read and live my life … and I say I care! - Owl |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Diana, this touches so very deeply...ohh... this is a beautiful and touching write. Very much enjoyed your words today.  |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Like you, I feel tormented by wishing there was more I could do... *touching the screen* (that is my way of paying heartfelt tribute to a fellow poet)  |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
and the both of you sing praises to those in need, when each of you have been through Hell and back. Truly amazing. I know that feeling well up there. I moan and cry about the smallest issues when I should be thankful for what I have. btw that was some stabbing writing Diana, I loved it. |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Thank you Gentle Spirit. It is good to know that my poem is felt so much. Thank you, Serenity Blaze. What a wonderful gesture. I am so honoured by it. Thank you littlewing. I often think how much I am suffering, but what I have ever been through is a drop in the ocean in comparison to what literally millions upon millions go through daily. This morning, I couldn't find my watch (then found it) while on TV there was a heart-breaking documentary about a little boy called Oshivaldo and others in Moçambique (on the east coast of Africa, further north than South Africa) - methinks he is going to burst a poem open in me soon. Not being able to my watch was so trivial in comparison. I was very ashamed and shocked at myself. - Owl |
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