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In Another Time

In another time, I will not be there for you, Me, a stranger all but twice your age and a man. The only one in the sea of all humanity that you could see To help you keep your sanity And give you back some faith so you could dare to hope once more. With courage fading fast, Your young lady's troubles you laid in the lap of a stranger And a man all but twice your age. The desperation in both voice and eyes, Your faith in me, your last hope standing, All cried out to me to show some kind of humanity. With the one who helped get you in this state plotting, And conspiring with those who gave you life, to pressure you To desecrate your womb and burden you with all the guilt. I did the least a stranger and a man all but twice your age could do, By looking up a phone book to find someone at the local hospital, With more Knowledge than me, Someone not a stranger to the needs of a young lady all but half my age, To better free you from any guilt or shame, no matter what your decision. I am still glad I was there for you. But in another time where the soul in humanity, Will be but a whisper away, I will not be there for you. It will be someone with no need to shy away from giving you that Hug I withheld from you. I found out later that you still had issues and hope was all but gone. That hug I withheld from you now an indictment on society in this time I still weep for you and the hole in humanity.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 7/20/2016 8:54:00 AM
Tim, this poem is so touching and emotional, thank you for being there for that young lady and I am loving this 7 ~
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Date: 7/19/2016 8:18:00 AM
David, such a touching write, our Lord God sometimes uses us as his guardian angels to do his work. A young person sometimes just needs a small seed to carry into the future in their mind for a taste of humanity. Thank you for reading my poem “Mid-Summer Night Stroll” and leaving such a wonderful inspiring message that fertilizes and carries on to plant more. Hugs Eve
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David Smith
Date: 7/19/2016 9:13:00 PM
Thanks Eve for those comments. People do seem to trust me. Even my own children and wife on occasion. Was an ECE teacher for 30 years. My book "Suffer the little children'' about the state of ECE in NZ and daily issues faced. Free peek at sample chapter on link. Book in classified poetry soup, reflects childcare issues world wide. Hugs back David
Date: 7/18/2016 6:46:00 AM
Hugely powerful, and you appear to have been left with an open ended book, David. Have you closed it? Can you ever? Hugely complex, deeply moving . Regardless of the contest, this has, I feel, a greater value, which I will never fully appreciate. Impressive. Regards, Viv
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David Smith
Date: 7/18/2016 7:25:00 AM
Thanks Viv. Did what I could acted impartially. Not praising myself but lucky it was me and not some creep. Young ones without friends or family - all too common. Poetry writing I think does help to close book. I feel I have let it go. 30 years as Early childhood teacher took me to darker places. Sample chapter of my Book "Suffer the little children" on link Classifieds poetry soup. Thanks for taking time to read. David
Date: 7/17/2016 8:13:00 AM
This is wonderful and so touching. I like this writing though I treated "another time" in a different way. :) GL Sunita.
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David Smith
Date: 7/17/2016 8:53:00 PM
Thank you for your lovely comments. Every now and then I wonder how the young lady is even after nearly 30 years. Good luck with your poem. David
Date: 7/16/2016 11:38:00 PM
Thank you silent one. Have posted in contest.
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Date: 7/16/2016 3:48:00 AM
How tender and thoughtful writing my friend, David. I loved its maturity and humanity. Great writing!
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David Smith
Date: 7/16/2016 6:05:00 AM
Thank you means a lot. The gift of maturity can be a wonderful thing. God must know how much I can handle. He has suggested a new direction for me. Will keep you informed. I always thought my dream might be too big but it could be in my grasp. At least I have been given an opportunity to give it a try. Need to get form filled in and deadline. Wish me luck. I have my daughters blessing. David.

Book: Shattered Sighs