Not an ExitA Poem by Alfred KukitzA one way doorNot an Exit Pleas numbered in the millions, No one knocking at the door, I hear a small child crying She's on the floor on Christmas morn, The lack of gifts is everywhere Hunger growls in the empty store I want them to exit, I want them to taste blessings But life says it's no exit Life says the door stays closed. © 2014 Alfred KukitzReviews
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2 Reviews Added on December 22, 2014 Last Updated on December 22, 2014 Tags: Knocking, crying, Christmas, blessings. Exit AuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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