(088) Pity Me Poem by Melvina Germain

(088) Pity Me

Rating: 5.0


Pitiful, pitiful, pity me,
how sorrowful life can be.

I live my life as I see fit,
for I dwell in a bottomless pit.

Pitiful, pitiful, pity me,
I have no money to eat you see.

I’m homeless live on the street.
In back alleys under bridges old car seats.

Pitiful, pitiful, pity me,
I have a face you can’t see.

I’m weathered, torn,
wish I’d never been born.

Pitiful, pitiful, pity me
alas the darkness hovers over me.

My time has come I’ll soon be free.
No more pity, no more pity, for me.


Written: April 23/2007

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Catastrophe King 25 April 2007

Melvina - this is a great write! You have drawn the attention towards the neglected lot.... and the way you have composed this piece, it will forever drive one's attention towards all those neglected souls lying under the bridge or the street corners.... you have always been one of my favorites and I come back again and again to read you. I am with you as I read with prayers in my mind for the ones you remember in this wonderful poem.

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David Harris 07 May 2007

Melvina, a poem about the homeless and down and out that scatter the world living without hope. Sadness is their daily bread as they shuffle along. One day someone might look down on their plight and turn their lives around. We can only live in hope that someone does. A poem with a stark message for who are not there on the streets and who pass these people without batting an eye. Great write as always. Thanks for sharing it my friend. Top Marks from me. David

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Sandra Fowler 29 April 2007

Pity is akin to love which we should feel for all of humankind. There but for the grace of God go I. Very touching, Melvina. As always, Sandra

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Andrew mark Wilkinson 26 April 2007

Pity me not for i am weak, pity our world that does not speak... Melvina a poem with a message...10

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Shelley L Baxter-stanley 26 April 2007

Another great 1 Melvina! You are just really on a roll...This poem is makes you think.At first when I didn't know you were speaking of a homeless person, I started to think about the times when people want us to pity them...not knowing that We (Meaning all of us) have circumstances and problems that are cause for pity but some do not want the pity...instead they want the admiration of being strong through the storms of life. It is so sad the situation the homeless have but sometimes some of them don't need pity...they need a hand up-so they can get out of their hopeless situation. Thanx for sharing Melvina...Marvelous work! 10 out of TEN! L, =Shelley=

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Marvin Brato 25 April 2007

I agreed to Chandan & Yoonoos, it deserved a 10.

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Melvina Germain

Melvina Germain

Sydney, Nova Scotia
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