Cry For Help - Poem by David Taylor
Did you forget me?
Did you overlook my crying heart
as it tried to reach out in the dark;
tentatively it stretched out one hand
more than a finger less than an arm;
did you see it?
Did you feel my tear?
Just one small drop, it did not leave
this wet eye, too frail to be displayed;
to quiet to make a splash
dried in the wind before sunshine
sparkled its surface;
did you feel it?
Did you hear my call?
The one I shouted but without voice
the one that never left my mouth;
and sounded so loud here
and so quietly everywhere;
did you hear it?
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