Our Dark Secrets by vaggabondd
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very powerful piece!!Amazing once again!
I believe so. Just no compassion was shown, or available. No recourse, for those who would. But who have nothing left.
My mother would have replied in protest 'Pull up the ladder I've got mine.' I can't spare even the crumbs from my plate. A 100 million a year? Hey, a man's got to eat. But Matthew 25 still applies, '...whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’
powerful words
As true and an epic poem that took the liberty of putting so everyone can translate my friend, because all being with any sense should read, feel and reflect the words of a great poet, one thousand cheers In the dark corners of the world where no one ever visits And no one ever cares There are bodies conditioned to eat once day The sun curses the skin That is left clinging to their bones Even the flies are dying From lack of something good to eat The haves blind They can´t see the faces Of the people Who have no voice No one is judged by their heart Or the kindness of their soul Where you are born decides If you ara a king Or a slave If a child cries in the night And no one is their to care Did they ever cry - Randy K. Chism Translate Portugues Google Nos cantos escuros do mundo onde ninguém visitas E ninguém se importa Há corpos condicionados a comer uma vez por dia O sol maldições da pele Isso fica agarrada aos ossos Até mesmo as moscas estão morrendo Da falta de algo bom para comer Os cegos que têm Eles não podem ver os rostos Das pessoas Que não têm voz Ninguém é julgado por seu coração Ou a bondade da sua alma Onde você nasceu decide Se você ara um rei Ou um escravo Se uma criança chora à noite E ninguém está ao seu alcance para atendimento Será que eles nunca chora É tão verdadeiro e um poema épico que tomei a liberdade de colocar para que todos possam traduzir meu amigo, pois todo o ser com algum sentimento deveria ler, sentir e refletir palavras de um poeta maior, aplausos mil
Oh wow that brings tears to the eyes very powerful superb work !!
Very powerful and yet so true and it saddens us all to watch and hear all that goes on in this dying world as it takes out the poor and hungry,along with a few angels that it has come to such horrid aspects as this.
Very powerful work, Randy
Wonderful words, Randy!
makes one think wonderful work warm hugs, Linda
powerful poem randy, wow, grab me right in.
Very powerful words my friend. Hope you are doing alright.