The Unfortunates
14 October, 2004
Author: Ben Franklin
Me and many other families have not
eaten in months,
and all our tummys have lumps,
The only water we see
is the tears of our young dying,
its so hot out here
I feel like an egg in a big frying pan
frying,
My son was shot dead for trying to steel some
bread,
aimed
clicked
shot him in the head,
My Husband died two weeks ago
from AIDS,
I buried him with the rest
of the 5,000 or so graves,
now all I have left is my little
girl,
Ive decided to take both our lifes,
step into heaven,
instead of walking through hell.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Terrie* (65.148.215.4) -- Thursday, October 14 2004, 04:36 am into light for our own eyes to be greatful for .... you are an amazing writer .. amazing..all of your creations..amazing... |
| Ben Franklin (82.2.243.143) -- Thursday, October 14 2004, 09:48 am hi Terrie*, thank you so much for your words, its so true though isint it,we moan about little "problems" which arent really that bad. take care Ben |
| Clive (67.42.132.212) -- Tuesday, October 19 2004, 02:56 pm We have so much to be thankful for, So why do we always crave for more, To be contempt with today and now, Stop looking for that, that is inside of you, To be happy and life your live. Ben outstanding send some PAXO |
| Ben Franklin (82.2.243.143) -- Tuesday, October 19 2004, 05:59 pm hi clive! its true what u say, and the PAXO is on its way! thank ben |
| barb (216.123.56.73) -- Saturday, October 23 2004, 05:02 am This poem makes you stop and think how lucky we are. there are so many in pain,emotionally and physically . Ggood writing. |
| Ben F (82.2.243.143) -- Saturday, October 23 2004, 11:31 am it does make you think doesnt it. thanks barb. Ben x |
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