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A Child Upon The Doorstep Weeps

A child upon the doorstep weeps
ignored from passers-by,
She wipes away her lonely tears
With sagging woollen sleeve,
Locked out to play alone within
That bleak and terraced street,
Where pavements act as gardens
And throughout the city weave.

They grow beside each narrow road
With litter as the flowers,
That yield a harsh and pungent stench
Through red-bricked valley walls,
The only green the moss that lies
Between the kerbs of stone,
She cries out for her mother
But on deafened ears it falls.

A child upon the doorstep weeps
Neglected and abused,
Her socks once white as grey now
As the winter skies above,
She wears to hide the bruises
That she wished she could forget,
But she's never known no other life
And never tasted love.

Submitted: Thursday, May 21, 2009
Edited: Thursday, October 21, 2010


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  • Noreen Carden (10/29/2013 7:01:00 PM)

    Hello Andrew this is a very moving poem beautifully written well done

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  • Ramesh Rai (7/6/2013 6:19:00 AM)

    well pitiful depiction of a weeping child reflects your inner core of heart and its softness.thank you for sharing

  • C.R. Clark (6/30/2010 9:56:00 PM)

    This is a truly moving poem, Andrew. Very well written, as always. I believe that child abuse and child neglect are among the saddest of conditions on earth to witness and you have captured that feeling in this work. A great write indeed, my friend.
    Richard

  • Bonnie Collins (1/28/2010 10:08:00 AM)

    Andrew, I have read this before, and commented as well, but I feel so strongly in regurds to your vivid imagery that has become a world wide epodemic, that I feel it is worth my while to comment once again, you have managed to bring this to core of the heart of the reader filled with so many colours of sadness and pity, this is trully one of your better writes, my friend...... You are one special writter indeed..... Excelent! ! ! PLUS......

  • Cynthia Buhain-baello (1/27/2010 4:11:00 PM)

    Very strong and cutting poem, with intensity of message and emotions conveyed.
    Remarkable.10++++++++++

  • Chris G. Vaillancourt (10/15/2009 4:15:00 AM)

    I liked the imagery with this.

  • Ruth Walters (8/8/2009 4:00:00 PM)

    Another good poem that so well describes this child's plight.......

    Ruth

  • Bob Blackwell (8/7/2009 1:25:00 AM)

    You have described so well a childs life, but it is also a reflection of life today, for many thousands of people as well. It is ironical, because those terraced houses you describe where built in the industrial revolution to bring bring poor people from the countryside to work in towns and cities, so they can work in mines and factories. Today they are the deprived areas of the UK and the rich people commute from the countryside to work. Brilliant poem Andrew.

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (7/28/2009 6:29:00 AM)

    They grow beside each narrow road
    With litter as the flowers,
    That yields a harsh and pungent stench
    Through red-bricked valley walls,
    a hell of life for street children where we can't dream of anything other than insults and denials of all the facilities including blot on humanity.....10

  • Ben Gieske (7/18/2009 7:42:00 AM)

    You paint a vivid picture and send a powerful message. I admire your use of contrast to bring across more penetrating images. Well done.

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