PariahA Poem by ConstanceParasitic member of modern society Standing on the streetcorner Or sitting in the alley, all used up Hollow homeless hungry But still human Though they do not see you
Ah, but you don't want to be seen Better to blend with the walls The garbage bins, already tired of Hollow lifeless drones who pass Who lost their humanity So that they cannot see you
Pariah, you seem to be now Untouchable, uncommon, unclean No matter that you want work Now you've been marked as A solitary bum who haunts No one who will not see him
I saw you, I'm ashamed to admit I saw you, and I looked away But not because I did not care Only because I could not help I... but two steps above pariah now After years of struggle- That struggle that now is yours, not mine.
© 2008 ConstanceAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on June 3, 2008 Last Updated on June 3, 2008 AuthorConstanceA Small Town in, KSAboutI write about my past, my own real experiences. Even my poetry is inspired by my life. I was, I suppose, born writing, making up stories and rhymes from about when I started to speak, but had to wait .. more..Writing
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