Left For Dead Poem by Mary Nagy
Left For Dead
They thought she was a loser
and they laughed at all her pain.
They chose to just ignore her
when she started to complain.
They took her so deep under
that she wondered if she'd live.
Then she heard a voice inside her
say she had so much to give.
They did just what they wanted.
They could hurt her everyday.
They could say she'll never make it
but she knew she'd break away.
They left her how they liked her
as she curled up in a ball.
Of course she couldn't stand up,
she was so very small.
The one thing that they gave her
was her faith she had in prayer.
That's all she ever needed
to begin her life out there.
They didn't know the favor
they had done for her instead.
They made her a survivor
when they left her there for dead.
your poem is gd you must have been working on that 4 a long time
painful poem that hits the heart, your flow of the poem and the good use of simple but well chosen and fitting rhyme enable the reader to get this poem straight away. I was particually taken back and affected by stanza's 2,4,6. You are a real talent at getting your point and tale across to the reader. The poem is not overly condeming which enables the reader to see the clear picture of what was going on to this child. When writing a poem of this nature it is easy to put you own thoughts and feelings into the poem and fill the poem with acting thoughts and feelings, you have refrained from doing this, that is not to say that your feelings on the subject of abuse are not there, just that you dont throw them all in, whcih makes the poem all the more appealing. Great work, painful but nessecarry. Best wishes Robin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 11:48:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Your piece shows an ugly side of a child's life, but the strength that pulled one from the pit. Well versed, and heart felt.