Open Poetry #6 |
Survival |
Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Survival Please prepare your hearts For the things I’m going to say For my words may not be pleasant You may turn the other way I would like to sing a song Of the place where I have been Where life and death are one And where killing’s not a sin I have just come from the north Where the desert lands extend Where a child’s not a child And a friend is not a friend I have lived in an illusion There was love upon the earth But I just came from a place Where a human has no worth If you don’t believe my song I can’t look upon your face I'll just pick up my guitar And sing this in a different place Survival is the only word That they know how to say They are living just to die And they’re dying every day Every moment’s filled with hunger And each night is filled with fear Every dream must be forgotten Every eye must shed a tear I have just come from the north Where the flowing waters end Where a child is not a child And a friend is not a friend Do not say that I am crazy Foolish words I can't forgive For my heart has witnessed truth And I'm now learning how to live Elizabeth Santos [This message has been edited by Elizabeth Santos (edited 04-03-2000).] |
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mariee66 Senior Member
since 2000-01-30
Posts 596Recess, OfYourMind |
Wow~ Powerful words~ Your talent beams as always~ Marie~ "Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind." The Bard |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Oh...this is very sad Liz |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Thought provoking and well written. A powerful combination. |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
This is beautiful and yet so chilling. .Very powerful poem. Love and hugs, Lizzie |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Liz, so many of us live within our rose colored glasses. You take your pictures with an encompassing lense. |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
Liz As always your work is simply beautiful. you speak with such poetic sincereity and honesty in this piece. and you view the world seeing the whole picture, not just bits and pieces like some of the rest of us do. i admire your gift of writing but also i admire the way that you so willingly share your deepest feelings/emotions here with us at Passions. This was good girl! Keep it up! Take care. AMY ~Live today as though it were your last but prepare for tomorrow as though it were here~ |
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Danny Holloway Member Elite
since 2000-01-15
Posts 2034Tulsa, OK |
Mike's words spoke for me as well. Great work filled with sad truths. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
To explain this poem, (someone just e-mailed this question) it was inspired by true stories that I heard first hand from people who migrated out of the Sertao (desert)in northeast Brazil to escape the annual drought. In some regions, every man carried a gun and there was a lot of violence, and famous bandits became national heroes. This was many years ago Liz |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Thanks Elizabeth for the explanation. I thought it was inspired from your days in Brazil but I wasn't positive. This is excellently written and very powerful in its effect. Denise |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Marie, Thank you Hoot, Sad but true Mike, Thanks for the kind remark ESP, Lizzie, Thank you so much Martie, So glad you are able to keep up with Passions. Thank you for reading and commenting Amy, Your remarks are very generous, and I am glad you liked this poem. Danny, yes truths that reflect life in too many places Liz |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Denise, You were right, but it could be many places I know of Thanks for your interest and your comments Liz |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Elizabeth, dear friend~ You told this with tremendous grace and respect for the tales of Brazil. I admire your versatility. Wonderful work. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Liz, I'm not sure what to say here. This makes one feel so many emotions when reading it. Compassion, hurt, sadness...it's exquisite! |
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