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Two reposts for hoot_owl_rns' domestic violence month awareness
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Two reposts for hoot_owl_rns' domestic violence month awareness |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
Just Street Trash Kids sad little faces hungry haunted eyes ignored by passersby tattered shoes and oversized jeans scavenged from others trash she holds his little hand in hers and keeps him close to her they are all they have each other since mama ran away she does the best she can to feed him to keep him warm and dry but each day it gets harder and harder to face his crying eyes trying to keep him safe trying to smile and sing hes only four shes only seven sad little faces hungry haunted eyes ignored by passersby --------------------------------------------------- Johnny Doesn't Live Here Anymore Johnny was playing like little boys will Happy and free at the neighbors. Then mama came home weary and tired. Johnny watches her face good at reading her moods He wears the scars of misjudgement on his back. He is safe for the moment. She fixes his dinner and sets it before him. He's careful so careful not to spill a drop. And he almost makes it. Til she asks him for something His hand hits his milk sending it spilling to the floor One look in her eyes and his body starts shaking His heart races but he knows not to cry Im sorry mama his little voice falters I'll clean it up I promise it wont happen again. But theres no mercy in the eyes of that stranger Sitting where his mama once did. She pours at all her anger of her tired little life His fragile little body shuddering at each blow. Knowing it will end as fast as it began. But today she is really angry Over moments in her day. The car wouldnt start Her boss was a jerk The guy from last night didnt call. AND NOW JOHNNY DOESNT LIVE HERE ANYMORE |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
 silently, for the reality of this hurts all of us with its inhumanity |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
I can feel every last word in these pieces, so tragic, yet, as I know, also so true  |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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Snowflake From Hell Senior Member
since 2003-07-10
Posts 777My own little Icey Oblivion |
society is twisted I can fly like a penguin |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Well done. "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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