Reach out

Reach out

A Poem by Tony
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Many of my friends are now in holes they can't quite climb, but their stories are unusual ones and this is more defined. I tried to make it something to which most of you relate, the city seemed to be a prominent setting for such hate - check it out.

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Walking down the city streets away from work today

I came upon two people, not so loud but in a fray

One was prim and right, but the other wasn't so

I assumed the first was rich, the second had no place to go

 

I tossed the bum a dollar and the passerby a word

Had to loose him from his collar, his remarks were so absurd

I said 'you just don't know this man so how can you be judgin'?'

And realized we all are leashed to hatred's moral cousin

 

He looked at me, his lips and eyes were squinting off in presage
Without a word he turned, inside I think he got the message

I try to keep that moment in my mind, and it's setting

Now I don't leave a stranger far behind without abetting

© 2008 Tony


Author's Note

Tony
One of my biggest hurdles in writing is I'll hear a line in my head, and that's what I'll go from. I find it easier to use problems I'm really dealing with in reference for writing, so when I go from just a line in my head I have to find the other puzzle pieces. My other problem is that I find most of the rhymes I start with to be too clich�, so I try to replace them with words that aren't as common. Here, the two best examples are abetting (which in most context is malevolant, but not always and certainly not here) and presage. In context, if you don't really know these words, do they make sense to you? And as far as "squinting off in presage", I know it doesn't even make linguistic sense and the pronunciation of presage is modified to rhyme with message, but I like it and it's my line ;)
Happy writing, and happy reading to all!

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i live in la and this scene is actually a lot more common than you would think... i love how you took a wacky situation and turned it into art... a very hard thing to do...

great write! thanks for sharing!

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on December 6, 2008

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Tony
Tony

Aurora, IL and New York,, NY



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