Deyanira Yari Rodriguez

Rookie (August 9,1993 / New London, CT)

...Never Cared... - Poem by Deyanira Yari Rodriguez

Its times like this,
Where I say that its funny,
Not out of humor,
Just plain irony,
That girl in the paper,
They say its a shame,
Yet when she was alive,
No one cared to learn her name,
I mean she went to our school,
She walked down our halls,
She lived in our town,
I've seen her at the mall,
People made their comments,
But none ever stuck,
She use to say little rhymes,
Like good luck chuck,
I remember her clearly,
She always kept to herself,
She hated her mom,
But was too scared to get help,
She was blamed for everything,
Her dad held her down,
Even when things seemed good,
She still had a frown,
She couldn't take it any longer,
She wanted to die,
And when she came to talk to me,
I said I didn't have the time,
So when I saw her casket,
I felt totally responsible,
Her living her life,
Is no longer possible,
Soon people will forget,
About that girl they never cared for,
And now I will cry,
Because I didn't do more, ...

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 2, 2011

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