Shattered Houses Poem by Kevin Patrick

Shattered Houses

Rating: 5.0


Do you see these chain-blocked houses?
Where a thousand dreamers die
The silhouettes of souls now broke
Within these rotten bricks reside
Fresh Poverty reverberates
And the system gesticulates
A chorus of dogs bark panic in the night



Dawn never wakes
Its night every day
Kids don't grow up
They grow sideways
the patterns the same
in this trashcan game
where everyone walks
the jungle street talk


Shaded Windows are just ears
That broadcasts a thousand priceless cries
Yellowed Walls secrete the secrets
Of neighbor's thoughts and backdoor lies
It's a soap opera ghetto
Where Sodom still echoes
There's babies with no futures we come to eulogize



We talk
We chat
We pity patter
With waltzing banter
But we never
No, WE NEVER
…communicate….

Sunday, May 9, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: city,communication,poverty
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

One of the social ills that must be given primordial attention. A brilliant write. Very discerning and incisive. Powerful poem. To my Poem List.

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I have witnessed this kind of place where a thousand dreamers die. Government agencies must create a scheme to alleviate the plight of these people.

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A vivid and honest depiction of the life of people in the poverty stricken city. So poignant yet so true.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 09 May 2021

A short but a powerful poem...Top marks

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LeeAnn Azzopardi 09 May 2021

you have gave me some hope in this world by this poem

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