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WaterFairy103 Member
since 2006-05-31
Posts 196 |
A woman rushes to the hospital, her father was in a crash. They've put him on life support, But his brain, it won't last. They ask her if she'll sign the papers, the ones saying he'll be let go. She doesn't know if she can do it, He would have wanted her to, she knows. It's not always Black and White, There's always shades of gray. We only do what we can, But that's not always enough at the end of the day. A police officer responds to a call, a kid with drugs, the radio reports. He's seen it a million times, he's seen it in a million sorts. But that's not just a kid, standing here, with his hands cuffed behind his back. That's his son, looking with wariness at the man whom he's just stabbed in the back. It's not always Black and White, There's always shades of Gray. We only do what we can, But that's not always enough at the end of the day. A man looks at his lover, shell-shocked and betrayed. She flies from her other man, and he knows he's just been played. Excuses flow from her mouth, she says she still loves him. But he doesn't know if he can get himself, to get him to trust her again. It's not always Black and White, There's always shades of Gray. We only do what we can, But that's not always enough at the end of the day. A woman looks at her newborn baby, he's sick, she feels it in her bones. Should, could she end his life? She's not really one to throw stones. For she gave him this sickness, the disease comes from her, The guilt is eating her alive, Now she's made her decision, she'll not deter. It's not always Black and White, There's always shades of Gray. We only do what we can, But that's not always enough at the end of the day. When I stopped trying to find the right guy, and concentrated on being the right girl, the right guy found me. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kelsey~ I'm not so sure I understood the all of this ... 'A woman looks at her newborn baby, he's sick, she feels it in her bones. Should, could she end his life? She's not really one to throw stones. For she gave him this sickness, the disease comes from her, The guilt is eating her alive, Now she's made her decision, she'll not deter.' ... this part leaves me wondering if the mother has seriously considered killing her own child because of a 'sickness'? Could you clear up what you are alluding to in this part? *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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buttercupbaby Member
since 2006-05-03
Posts 400outside in the rain |
I was thinking what Marge was..I liked this poem, i liked how you did the same sub stanza, the black, white & gray thing was really good. But i didn't understand the last part. We know she considered killing her child, but you don't say if she chose to kill or keep it alive. You just say she would not deter. And what mother would kill her child because of a disease? Aren't you supposed to love them no matter what? What im wondering is if you seriously no someone who did this stuff, or if you thought it in your head. But other than being confused on the last paragraph, i really liked how you did this poem. -marisa |
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stargal Senior Member
since 2006-03-06
Posts 1352OR USA |
Umm, maybe she wrote the last part to make us think? Kind of like an attention catcher? I kind of prefer NOT to think she would kill her own baby, but … yeah, I don’t know. Great job on this poem, I liked it. It now describes the… “gray” decisions I’ve had to make in my life. Never really knew what to call those… I think that my favorite part would have to be the black and white shades of gray stanzas, and the reason being is because all the other… verses, we’ll call them verses, were off flow in some parts. It was harder to read them because they didn’t flow smoothly from line to line, no offence. Yet, I thought that all in all it was an excellent poem by you and I can’t wait to see more of what you’ve written  @-->--- |
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WaterFairy103 Member
since 2006-05-31
Posts 196 |
lol, Stargal's right, the last stanza is just to make you think! I don't know anyone who's ever done that, but the basis behind it is: If you knew the child, that you love, is going to have a miserable, painful, short life because of a disease that you passed to him/her, what would you do? Would you end it's life before the pain had a chance to start, or would you keep it because killing it isn't an option? It's just something to make you think. I know the flow isn't great, but I wrote this because I was feeling sort of mad about the decisions people have to make. Thanks for commenting! Love, Kels When I stopped trying to find the right guy, and concentrated on being the right girl, the right guy found me. |
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hunnie_girl
since 2006-06-18
Posts 2567Canada |
That was amazing..... i like poems that make you think like that it makes me wonder the "what if's" good write i'd rather take them out of this life early than make them suffer...... wow this had an amazing effect on me. hunnie* A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your |
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