A Neophyte's Voice from HeavenA Poem by Beautiful's Sorrow SongThe poem is set in the eyes of a young child who has been kidnapped and murdered. The title has a double meaning and kudos if you understand it. Enjoy.I grab the hand of stranger and walk down the street, I wonder if mommy's gunna start looking for me. I grab the grass in agony, I wonder if this is my last. I grab the hearts of the millions who are in search for me, I wonder if they see my body floating in the stream. I grab the hand of God, I wonder if He reached for me. I grab the hand of my mommy as she cries over me, I wonder if she knows my souls at sea. I grab the hands of innocence, I wonder if the hand is ready for me.
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3 Reviews Added on August 14, 2010 Last Updated on August 14, 2010 AuthorBeautiful's Sorrow SongFlint, MIAboutHello, I'm Beautiful. Yes, it's not my "real" name but I find myself attached to the word and it's meaning, which I believe in fit well internally if not externally. Beautiful-Adj. Having beauty. I.. more..Writing
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