I write despondent

How dare I?
so many dependent
while I ask why?
Should I depend on other’s favours?
When they come freely it is such joy.
A few kind people change this world
from war and strife
to giving life.
With kind words and touch
there can never be too much
perhaps its just those few
who make life anew
who justify our place on this planet.

— weirdelf, Nov 28, 2007

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Region, Country: Sydney, Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: The Romantics, The Mersey Sound, The Beats and, of course, The Bard

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Critiques

meic

18 years 6 months ago

I enjoyed this simple homage

I enjoyed this simple homage to "the few" particularly since it is mercifully free of the mawkish sentimentality which too often characterises poems on this subject. btw I wholeheartedly concur with your view. Mike

Sinbadthesailorman

18 years 6 months ago

O to thee Mom

I'm unclear as to who or whom you are speaking what they have done I have not gotten any rest for some time and I'am getting punch drunk here must go cant find any rest this week dont know why I ve slept but no rest has come I'm assumeing Mom And don't care to hear the old joke about assume Making an Ass out of U and Me SWorry I'm so run down this week

weirdelf

18 years ago

not Mum, alone, although she

not Mum, alone, although she is one of the people who make the world better, it was inspired by some people I worked with. cheers Jess

IKnowNoBox

18 years 6 months ago

people that would get on our nerves

in the outside world brought together for a common purpose ,jobs beat religion in that area... In ink, dabbler

RSScheerer

18 years ago

Jess

Such simple sentiment to create a profound tribute. Your grasp of every aspect in language usage is invaluable. Best, Ronda

weirdelf

18 years ago

ta Ronda,

you re-visiting my poems has really challenged me to improve them. And your appreciation is most appreciated cheers, Jess