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Forsaken

Forgotten lie the graves of the forsaken, long unremembered, strangled by the grasses of neglect. Misbegotten, forever mute they fester, worm-mingled, mercy less, with no vestige of respect.

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Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 7/18/2012 7:46:00 AM

Reminds me of the graphic sorrows of our Indian population and the genocide of all those children that have no known grave. Seems I pick so many of yours that are meaningful to me. Thanks Keith

Hana Ryusaka

Date: 5/6/2009 8:40:00 PM

Beautiful, beautiful imagery, Keith. I love this - "strangled by the grasses of neglect." Short but packed with meaning and pictures, I love it!

Maryam Jameela Haniff

Date: 5/5/2009 3:06:00 PM

awesome write! beautiful but sad....perfect choice of words n great flow n rhythm as always....love n smiles Maryam

Sharon Winter

Date: 5/4/2009 11:42:00 AM

Keith, this is a an awesome write. So sad and well written. Working with senior citizens it sickens me to tell you many are still living and breathing, and just as forgotten. Sad, so sad. Love, Shar

L'Nass Shango

Date: 5/4/2009 7:27:00 AM

A darn fierce and passonate protest wrapped in sad words of love and gentleness ... I fell you loud.

Kat Crane

Date: 5/4/2009 7:12:00 AM

It always saddens me to see neglected graves, forgotten by the living. It's as if the lives of those passed don't mean anything anymore. You capture this scene so well. Kat

Laurie Ginn

Date: 5/4/2009 5:20:00 AM

Wow Keith, 'strangled by the grasses of neglect' very telling line. Great job and going to favs. By the way good Monday morning to ya.