another number


burning eyes in the alleyway of pain

can almost feel the sorrow of pelting rain

plastic bags washed up against the broken brick

gnarled hand and coat and walking stick

grasping a rail to break free from crippleness

fallen face the plastic card of hopelessness

groaning steam from ‘neath covered grate,

the old man waking in angel’s arms too late:

another number

in the endless wall of shame

another number

where the ending is the same.

This only part of the poem I originally published on here. It was published, but part of it disappeared.

This poem is simply about having compassion- nothing at all revolutionary. I am not venting about Obama, Islam, fascists, Christianity, or anything else that makes some people censor other people. My hope is that you will read it and dwell on it and remember those in our cities throughout the world- not the USA only- who fall through the cracks because there are too many people only looking to satisfy their selfishness. I trust you will not find this offensive. If you do, please leave me a comment saying so. I do not intende to offend anyone, I intend to perusade others to be more compassionate.

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About thelostkerryman

Thelostkerryman is an author, entrepreneur, and disciple- this side of Tir Na N'Og- living in the forests of a consistently confused country. Here in this hill country, hurling doesn't usually involve a hurley, store-made soda bread resembles an inedible Irish megalith, and Kerrygold is only found hidden like a luck penny in the belly of Kroger. This blog is an account of his adventures, thoughts, eclectic -and eccentric- ramblings, random or insightful poetry, humor and non-humor, pictures (photos), video, essays, fiction, poetic fiction, nonfiction, drama, and writing he has not classified in the description above. All of my posts, thelostkerryman.wordpress.com, everydayasadisciple.wordpress.com, and mrandmrsboring.wordpress.com are copywrited according to international copywrite law.
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