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"Innocent Child"
  by One


Innocent child lost inside
incomplete companion less
forsaken casualty
cries from crunching, crushing
as ribs are tendered, touching
hearts surrender, mistaken
obnoxious absent minded
mother, life overwhelming
occupation's suffering
real openly scavenging
what's happening ravaging
outsiders saying somehow
save yourself & swallow shit
die, or in squalor subsist
live to scream & holler, quick
go potty & drink your piss
quit whining externally

Internally ingesting
piecing together portions
eternally eating pains
passed edible excrement
each evening after birth
accepting peacetimes after
earth, envisioning dreaming
early evenings wishing
demons altered always hiss
always hit & never miss
only wanting his mother's
kiss, protecting from nightly
notions feverish, causing
maddening sadistic fits
slipping & drifting out of
consciousness, uninviting
all together frightening

fuck living, rather dying
at least then soul's surviving

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Date Submitted: Aug 20, 2008 (12:00 AM)
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comment icon  POEM RESPONSES (1)
Date: 08/20/08 (03:31 AM)
Author: Jody
Poem Title: Her Kiss

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comment icon  COMMENTS (28)
  S.A.L.T.
08/24/08 (07:02 PM) 
Wow, man this was touching! Incredible write!

  11th Wonduh
08/21/08 (11:04 AM) 
there are no superlatives to really place an emphasis on why this had a deeper meaning on different levels. with this write, you can connect this to the issue in africa or you can spin it to the sad state of affairs on how we view impoverished children here. good piece

  alastor
08/20/08 (11:26 PM) 
Sometimes truth is pain; you surely delivered on this piece. The destruction bred upon the scarred earth's tortured flesh. This stirring piece makes you take a horrible long look at the truth abound in many unfortunate countries. Hopefully the truth inspires people to get active (Kiva.com)10 starz my brother stay active

  H.H. Holloway
08/20/08 (09:27 PM) 
I believe that you are indeed still in the picture/word association business my friend--this wasn't only a heartaching piece that came to life beyond the picture aspect--it morphed itself into a short film that followed the script perfectly and painfully

  SupremeStar130
08/20/08 (08:11 PM) 
the picture, the track, the ending! phenomenal!

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