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Day By Day

Day by day
As the wisdom's of life grow darker
The brutality sadly becomes routine
And the future manifests itself in the present
A child runs barefoot
Fear not little one, the bombs are loud
But angels will run beside you
You shall run free, to speak
Of what no one should ever see
Tears rain down, washing away pain so deep
Old photos, burnt and torn
Your only memories to keep
So be content to rest
With the painful knowledge
Of having what is not
Day by day

Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2013

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Punnia Viswan Bhatia Date: 11/15/2015 9:14:00 AM Deeply touched Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 11/15/2015 3:35:00 PM Thank you

Dinda Minardi Date: 3/13/2013 12:44:00 AM A poignant write about embracing what you've got no matter what.. well-penned. Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 3/17/2013 9:18:00 PM Thank you for your kind words!

Seren Roberts Date: 3/12/2013 6:27:00 PM well done my friend. Soup Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 11/15/2015 3:35:00 PM Belated thank you

Anne-Lise Andresen Date: 3/10/2013 7:16:00 AM A touching poem Arthur, hoping the sun will shine on you. - Have a nice Sunday. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :) Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 11/15/2015 3:36:00 PM It seems I am destined to re-live the year 2013! Thank you so much, and so sorry for missing all these lovely comments!

Sean L Sanders Date: 3/7/2013 4:47:00 PM nicely done poet. Hey if you have time look at a new poet Margherita Russo Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 11/15/2015 3:40:00 PM Thank you!

Susan Palli Date: 3/7/2013 10:45:00 AM Could feel the pain, good write! Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 11/15/2015 3:37:00 PM Sorry for such late reply, never the less very much appreciated!

Poet Destroyer A Date: 3/7/2013 9:30:00 AM Arthur, i feel the power a guardian around me always... living day by day, is a hard mission to accomplish, the sorrow of the world, is what many will not see... you painted a deep and sad image here. you are a good poet, with true vision... Linda Login to Reply

David Williams Date: 3/7/2013 8:02:00 AM Arthur this is just a wonderful write, there is so much work and thought gone into it, it shines...David Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 3/17/2013 9:19:00 PM Thank you David, much appreciated

Harry Horsman Date: 3/6/2013 4:37:00 PM this indeed is an awesome poem,, so visual, and a joy to read... Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 11/15/2015 3:38:00 PM Thank you Harry, I seem to have missed to many comments, I better say Merry Christmas now, this way I get a comment in early instead of 2 years late!!!

Keith Bickerstaffe Date: 3/5/2013 10:24:00 PM '...if the Russians love their children too' ~ Sting. Would that all the warring nations would think of their children first before making tragic, 'adult' decisions. A fine piece, Arthur. Best wishes, Keith Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 11/15/2015 3:38:00 PM Sorry for missing the comments on this poem, thank you so much Keith!

Cherl Dunn Date: 3/5/2013 10:06:00 AM Good visual poetry. Thank you for sharing this I enjoyed it. Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 3/5/2013 4:18:00 PM thank you!!!

Donna Jones Date: 3/4/2013 9:07:00 PM Day by day may these images be erased forever Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 11/15/2015 3:36:00 PM a very very belated thank you!

Red Omara Date: 3/4/2013 8:05:00 PM Touching, Arthur. And skillfully done. Sad that in this 'civilised' age there are still poems like this to be written. Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 11/15/2015 3:40:00 PM A very belated thank you!

Jack Ellison Date: 3/4/2013 6:37:00 AM So very very sad but so very very well written my good man! Worth keeping... cheers, Jack Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 3/4/2013 7:42:00 AM Thank you kind sir

Lucilla Carrillo Date: 3/4/2013 2:53:00 AM This is sad, however it is very well written. This is something a child should never have to see. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 3/4/2013 7:44:00 AM Thank you, if we saw the world through the eyes of a child, a better world it would be.