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The Coal Walker
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The Coal Walker |
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apoetdreams Member
since 2003-06-01
Posts 52NJ, USA |
The coal walker sheds no tears of pain. Skin blisters proudly upon grayish, deadened ash. A blind walk taken in the name of faith, yet the coals shed smokey tears of pity for scars formed on sacrificial skin. We walk upon our children branding ignorance upon untouched flesh. Deafened to an obvious truth we march on for a man-made God damaging our children with thinly veiled hate parading as hope for final redemption. Somewhere, God cries for intentions as clearly misguided as helpless feet on a foolishly, pointless walk upon coals.  [This message has been edited by apoetdreams (06-01-2003 11:38 PM).] |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is so sad and yet true. I like this poem. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
apoetdreams - they do suffer, and your words bring it out better than I have read before... BC |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
How true and what a nice write to present it! |
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