Daydreams, truth and reality by SusiQ ()
Writers • Realism • posted on Oct 23, 2006
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When all starts going right you begin to wonder about what is around you. Hope you all had a great weekend!
Hugs from SusiQ
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Daydreams, truth and reality
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What right do I have to sit and dream
and waste my time away,
To write a poem of love and joy
and making pots of clay?
To look inside the mirror
With worry and a frown,
At wrinkles appearing on my face
and greying at the crown.
To shout out loud and scream with glee
with kids out in the park,
With stomachs full and content
Telling terror tales in the dark.
To swim out in the ocean
and paddle in the waves,
Catching crabs upon the sands
Exploring sea formed hollow caves.
To feast upon a cheesy pizza
Watching movies or DVD’s,
To sit and want for nothing
and watch leaves up in the breeze.
Then I look
and see
All around
about me.
A child sobbing quietly from hunger
No clothes against the cold
Who never worries about the signs
of people getting old
A tormented woman, who at the hand
Of her husband that she must trust
Has blackened eyes and torn up skin
and arms and ribs that bust
A teen whose life is to sit and wait
to see if the spreading has paused
With no more hair, worn and spent
And all that cancer caused.
A crippled child who views this life
From a broken wheelchair inside,
who is left alone inside her shell
Waiting only for when she’s died.
The sad old man with tales to tell
and no one around to share
Whose kids have left him long forgotten
in loneliness and despair.
I’ve looked
and seen
What does
This mean?
Must I now sit around and mope
About troubles I have seen?
Or must I use my energy
To do instead of dream?
I could start, for one, a little club
To visit those in need
Then slowly plant a garden of care
And supply a stock of seed.
And thus my dreams are changing
from me and all my want,
And think of others before myself
To stop being so nonchalant.
Image Comments (5)
A veritable tour-de-force indeed - so carefully composed and constructed. Certainly this piece hits out at our modern complacency and self-satisfaction - you are of course absolutely right - we should expand our dreams and ambitions to include all those less fortunate than ourseleves: An old north-west UK prayer For us as 'as it, we're glad For those as 'asn't, were sad We should, as you have so graphically displayed, perhaps be sadder longer. Lovely poetry. Mike
