Eloida Capuno

Barefoot - Poem by Eloida Capuno

This is nothing to be ashamed of
Her mother used to say
This abject poverty is not
our fault
Oh yes it is
she protested and
and cried
Because her feet are
sore from walking
since she lost her
years old shoes
She hollered and stomped
against the decaying
posts of their dilapidated
She wailed and wailed
like a siren of an ambulance
speeding on the street
She thought:
were they rushing to save
a life
why not save me instead?

Comments about Barefoot by Eloida Capuno

  • Adeline Foster (2/5/2013 4:56:00 PM)

    Ah, Eloida, the curse of poverty and yet it fosters the joy of improvisation. Read mine - Sonnet Beyond Love -
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  • Adeline Foster (2/5/2013 4:53:00 PM)

    Ah, Eloida, the curse of poverty but it brings also the joy of improvisation; well said. nice write. Read mine - Sonnet Beyond Love -
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  • Anil Kumar Panda (2/2/2013 2:03:00 AM)

    really touches my heart. in fact poverty is the most deadly curse in our society.nice write. Eloida. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 26, 2013

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