Treasure Island

David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Frailties


Sometimes tears fall on voices
belligerent and obscene
screamed by those whose education
should have made them know better.
Looking down on someone isn’t right
because they know less than them.
We were all born equal,
only some are touched by the frailties of life,
that doesn’t make us better, only luckier
we don’t suffer from life’s same inflictions.


11-12 April 2013

Submitted: Friday, April 12, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 08, 2013
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  • David Wood (4/16/2013 5:01:00 AM)

    Another profound poem Dave. I now try and let life brush right over my head and drift from day to day. Well I am retired. (Report) Reply

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