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Unrealized Dreams

What crimes have I committed Who have I enslaved The choices I make freely every day Have I hurt you? You live so far away I owe you the clothing on my back The shoes on my feet While I walk through my pristine life Your feet are bare No education for your children You work for pennies each day Will you eat tonight Will your dreams be realized? It is easy for me I have freedom Still I am a slave A slave to my own desires When will I have enough? Will you ever be able to sew enough garments? Am I your master? I can not even master my own desires. The more I see the more I want I try not to think about the invisible hands Your hands Your unrealized dreams I continue to live in my land of pretend pretending my decisions make no difference The corporations are at fault you remain faceless I remain oblivious living my consumer dreams my dream is your nightmare you can't wake up you continue to sew rooms that are too small the smell of sweat fills your nostrils no sick days position easily filled You hold tightly to this lifeline What choice do you have? Can there be a fate worse than this? Sadly the answer is yes I sit here reading my own words I stand guilty Not sure what to do no longer ignorant of my crime I hang my head in shame who will pronounce my sentance Will you be more merciful than I?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/26/2012 11:43:00 PM
Man, I love emotional pieces like this one! A reader can really see into the soul of a writer when the work is so skillfully written and shockingly honest! This is nothing short of AMAZING... You, my friend, should honestly be proud of being so honest with yourself and the readers. I would rate this a 27 if I could... Great work! Also, I sent you a soupmail about one of my pieces.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/26/2012 11:55:00 PM
Thankss Audonis, I appreciate your comments. On my way to soup mail.
Date: 12/16/2012 11:06:00 PM
You've taken us along with you to a place in your heart where so many of us refuse to go....we keep this little locked room in our minds and hearts ...Thank you for sharing this poignant write. Hope your week is great. God bless. annalise
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/16/2012 11:35:00 PM
So far so good, now time to start a new one.
Date: 12/16/2012 8:58:00 PM
Richard; This very deep and very heartfelt. I tell you one thing. none of us are perfect. We are all guilty of something. Jesus is the Answer and God is the the only one that can judge us. Many blessings. Lucilla
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/16/2012 11:36:00 PM
Others can judge us but only he can offer us true forgiveness.
Date: 12/16/2012 6:48:00 PM
well heart felt and moving thank you for sharing this write it is wonderfully written an thank you for you comment on What I See however it was not written because of they way someone loved me it was written with the hope of finding someone someday to love me that way I think i might have if so you will see a lot more happy ones on here from me
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/16/2012 11:37:00 PM
Thanks for your response. I appreciate the visit.
Date: 12/16/2012 2:46:00 PM
Well penned poem Richard. Wishing you a Very Merry Guiltless Christmas.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/16/2012 11:37:00 PM
Thanks Jon
Date: 12/16/2012 5:45:00 AM
it seems today Richard, we are slaves or servants to most aspects on the planet,, you write a very powerful poem, here, i also read a guilt factor woven within... because as you and i know, there are those far worst off than us... this is how i'm understanding this very powerful poem of yours, brilliant piece of poetry..
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/16/2012 8:23:00 AM
Thanks Harry, to those whom much has been given much is requires. Thanks for your thoughtful comments.
Date: 12/15/2012 11:01:00 PM
Amazing write Richard! I love it! Slavery is a master that transcends social boundaries. Mankind is rarely satisfied with just enough. He has to amass more forgetting the man below who is also crying out for something. Unfortunately, wealth corrupts and the man below becomes like the man above once he crosses that line because he was taught to hate the man he is. That is the sad fact of life. Great writing this!!!
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/16/2012 12:17:00 AM
Thanks Vicky, you are rubbing off on me. Thank you for your inspiring words.
Date: 12/15/2012 7:40:00 PM
You dont have to work in a sweat shop to be a slave, yes anyone can be a slave to something or someone in this life, our freedoms here are taken for granted, and your right Richard, who will grant us mercy, good write my friend, Carl
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/16/2012 12:18:00 AM
Thanks Carl I appreciate you coming back to read my poems.
Date: 12/15/2012 11:00:00 AM
wow richard, this is the same theme as I did with my christmas guilting but you took it even farther and made the richer person more of a slave. VERY nicely done.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/15/2012 11:28:00 AM
Thanks Andrea, I am glad you liked it.
Date: 12/15/2012 10:37:00 AM
This is such a sad write my friend! This poem is so very true and it hurts when you realize that this happens, that there are those people working for just pennies a day to make our trinkets and whatever it is we so very want! You have hit the nail right on the head, but what can we do about it? What can we do to make their dreams be realized! This is a wondrous poem Richard, you have written it so very masterfully! I love your talent and ideas for poems, Great Work!!
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/15/2012 10:52:00 AM
Thanks Russell, I am touched by your response. I hope you have a wonderful Christmas Season. Blessings my friend.

Book: Shattered Sighs