The Forgotten

The Forgotten

A Poem by Don Shaw
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The streets are filled with people who have seemingly slipped through the cracks.

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            The Forgotten
 
                                      Dirty faces, smelly clothes,
                                      hearing voices, tales of woes.
                                      The Forgotten.
                                      Wanderers  of the street,
                                      napping, dreaming at our feet.
                                      The Forgotten.
                                      Some are scary, some are kind,
                                      the scattered people, that are left behind.
                                      The Forgotten.
                                      Someone`s mother, someone`s dad,
                                      some only exist in the memories they had.
                                      The Forgotten.
                                      Most are hungry, some gone mad,
                                      to see the unloved, makes me sad.
                                      The Forgotten.
                                      Some may be angels, to see what you will do.
                                      All it could take is one bad break, and
                                      the forgotten could be you

© 2011 Don Shaw


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I think "cloths" was meant to be "clothes"
In the second line, perhaps "tells" is supposed to be "tales"?
If not, perhaps rephrase.
In the tenth line, you left out an apostrophe for "someone's"
The meter is a little off here and there.
The imagery is good, though.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

realmwriter

11 Years Ago

It, to me, is kind of like saying, Hey because your clothes are dirty we won't give you a chance in .. read more
realmwriter

11 Years Ago

It paints a ruffer picture of exactly what "the Forgotten" look like. They are not a pretty smile pl.. read more



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disturbingly sad yet realistic and well penned.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Good

Posted 13 Years Ago


The Forgotten is a great way to phrase this thought. Many times we drift about our daily business in our lives and don't pay attention to the people who are homeless. Its as if we have tunnel vision and we either don't want to pay attention to them or subconsciously we simply don't and pass by without a second thought. I truly try not to do this and try to make a point to give a dollar or two if I see someone on the street.

Posted 13 Years Ago


you certianly capture the sense of being forgotten so nicely...and create that sad tone that adds to the read :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

So sad and its melancholy lingers long after I have finished reading. There is such tragedy that exists this this world and to take it all in and truly give it thought is heartbreaking.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on September 24, 2011
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Don Shaw
Don Shaw

San Angelo, TX



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