InterventionA Poem by catofjadeA Response to a Poetry Challenge, theme: "You Can't Be Serious" note: Original ArtworkIntervention Her mother bit her lip To keep from crying at the sight of her: Brown eyes underlined with big black circles Dirty blonde hair tangled and matted Hands that showed prominent, bony knuckles Shaking constantly; she needed a fix. Her father had long since turned his head away. Using all his resolve, he didn't walk out the open door But his eyes kept searching the hallway; It was taking a lot of effort to stay. Her boyfriend, not looking too good himself, Kept saying, "I'll go with you, we'll do it together", But he sounded unconvincing, even to himself. Her little sister, ten years old, just cried and cried. The counselor called her name with authority, Telling her to look in the eyes Of each of these people who loved her, And she did, tremulously holding Each heartbroken gaze for a few seconds Before dropping her eyes in shame. "Sign it" her father said gruffly, Referring to the contract the counselor held out. Opening her mouth to object, She began, "You can't be serious--" And the air filled with a dead pause. Each of them got down on their knees. She shut her mouth in mid-sentence, shocked. Were they begging, or praying? One by one she met their eyes again. And they all waited in silence, Some with hope, some without. Then tears fell, her father openly sobbing, As she tentatively reached out for the pen, And whispered, "Help me. I want to live." © 2013 catofjadeReviews
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2 Reviews Added on February 1, 2013 Last Updated on February 1, 2013 AuthorcatofjadeMuscatine, aka Mayberry, IAAboutA lonely soul, or a soul alone? An unknown great, or a great unknown? Do my words reveal, display, shout, or shield? With what motive do I this predilection wield? And what results will it all yie.. more..Writing
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