The Forgotten Souls (Left To Die On The Streets Alone) Poem by Dave Alan Walker
The Forgotten Souls (Left To Die On The Streets Alone)
In a dream like world
in a dream like state
all that they have
is their skin and their bones
No lights no stars
no sound no sight
just blackened storms
in a turmoiled mind
These are the forgotten souls
left to die on the streets alone
You speak powerfully to us all, and for those, so many who do seem forgotten; let us hope, and do our part to help them feel not forgotten. Great words Dave.
A state of affairs that should not exist in the 21st century. Good write Dave.
Superb write expressed with sincerity and care for the forgottens souls of the streets!
The churches in Swansea open their doors overnight for the homeless to sleep in until March, we do this every year. Lovely reminder to us all who have homes.
Life is unfair....allows the fittest to survive and the least forgotten!
Beautiful and touching poem indeed. It's very true such people are there everywhere. Fantastic write. Thank you.
This seems to acclaim the delusions of life where everybody oscillates between earth planet and nether world. And God also doesn't come to raise our souls. Well write Dave. Nice one...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 7:26:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a very touching and thoughtful poem.