The Unfortunates
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

My son was shot dead for trying to steel some
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
Ive decided to take both our lifes,
step into heaven,
instead of walking through hell.


Comments on this poem/writing:

Terrie* ( -- Thursday, October 14 2004, 03:36 am

Ben, your writing brings so much ....

into light for our own eyes to be greatful for ....
you are an amazing writer ..

amazing..all of your creations..amazing...
Ben Franklin ( -- Thursday, October 14 2004, 08:48 am

thank you.....

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
Clive ( -- Tuesday, October 19 2004, 01:56 pm

Always look on the bright side of life

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 ( -- Tuesday, October 19 2004, 04:59 pm


hi clive!
its true what u say,
and the PAXO is on its way!
barb ( -- Saturday, October 23 2004, 04:02 am

so sad but true

This poem makes you stop and think how lucky we are. there are so many in pain,emotionally and physically . Ggood writing.
Ben F ( -- Saturday, October 23 2004, 10:31 am


it does make you think doesnt it.
thanks barb.
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