Broken
She lies still, her body
frozen
in a nightmare that repeats
itself day in and day out;
her
breath faint, signs of life
are
just pants; wings broken,
unable to fly; hope entangled
in a net woven to inflict
fear
and false
truth. Her dreams
crushed under the weight of
mankind’s evil intentions to
satisfy flesh and greed.
Maurice J. Reynolds is a
freelance writer who has had material published in various publications. He is
the owner of To God be the Glory! Publications, a literary ministry that
produces the poetry publication Creative
Inspirations. More information can be found at: www.tgbtgpublictions.com
wow, a very powerful write
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Dear Maurice,
ReplyDeleteA poignant poem, sadly not all can bear the burdens of life.
A well-written piece, thank you for your contribution.
Best wishes,
Inge
Thank you, Inge.
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A powerful statement, Rev. Reynolds, I'd like to live in a world where this kind of poem would be unimaginable...
ReplyDeleteThanks Rick, so would I.
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