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My Photo Album

Contributed by rubytears on Tuesday, 8th March 2005 @ 11:23:53 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



I went through my Photo album
and saw something i never see
My aunts and uncles looking at me
specking to me
acting like they cared
I saw happiness in my mother's face
and joy in my Grandmother's eyes
I saw the way they loked at me
as if they'd never let me go
My godfather actually noticed me
and held me up high
And i saw something
I see so much of
My mom standing alone
looking at her family
and wanting to know
how she could make it better
for my brothers and me
trying to stand close to her sisters
who walked away
when my mom had me
They didnt like her choice in men
so when my dad and her got married
they shunned her and me
but when he broke her heart
they were back without sympathy
My mom an outcast
in their lives
and now my brothers and I are too
I dont blame her
I blame my uncle
who beat her up when I was five
right in front of my
little eyes
I blame my aunts
who didnt care
who just watched and stared
and when leaned her over the stairwell
chocking her; right there
They told him to stop
just go to your room
And when she calledthe police
she got all the blame
they looked at her all bruised and broken
then turned the other way
he was out in four hours
and things have never changed
they still look at her with snake eyed glances
venom that does more than sting
and every night before I sleep
I see one image in my eyes
My mom being to the wall
with only a little cry
and all the love she showed my uncle
while he punched her in the eye
and after the beating was over
she had me and my brother in her bruised arms
her wrapped in a towel
legs all bruised
and she cried a little cry
then told us i love you.
I remeber that i never cried
to full of fear
to move my eyes
Then the image disapears
hinden deep down inside
to come again when im trying to forget
and moving on with my life.





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Re: My Photo Album (User Rating: 1 )
by Xxluckie_lynnxX on Tuesday, 8th March 2005 @ 07:07:47 PM AEST
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awe .. thats so very sad .. i do hope thin gs are looking better for you and your family and your mother .. things are so sad when that happens .. im sorry


Re: My Photo Album (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Sunday, 20th March 2005 @ 12:13:25 PM AEST
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The title of your poem caught my attention.

I don't know what to really say about your poem. It's hard to comment when you read another's history, pain, sorrow, sadness.

I was very moved.

And i'm wondering if "specking" means "speaking". Just curious.

Kie


Re: My Photo Album (User Rating: 1 )
by rubytears on Monday, 21st March 2005 @ 10:35:55 AM AEST
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yeah "specking" = "speaking" i didnt catch that when i checked it.


Re: My Photo Album (User Rating: 1 )
by remote on Friday, 16th September 2005 @ 02:41:28 PM AEST
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You managed to convery all the emotions hate, sadness, anguish, love quite well. Could do with little work though.




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