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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Your walk Through the wild urban path Under lampposts trees. In vain you travel questioning The meanders of your grief. The slimy paving Of a deserted gallery Echoes your steps of suffering On the silent columns Of a gothic front. Slow the foot That pain has bound. Languid the eye. But the mind is attentive To an unreal carousel Of sounds and lights That has always taken The place of boyish diversions. What is formless confuses the spirit While the deformed nightmare Captures the deepest essence Of a solitary and loveless child. Lonely spirit of a consuming pain. You drag yourself with the steps Of the dreamlike nightmare And you rest in the arms Of the missing hope. Never mother held you Between herself and her heart Neither father told you Of his certain love. Your breath is slow But rejoices and agonises To the scents of highway cuisine. Hunger echoes inside your empty guts And the food of other Luckiest children For you are part Of dreams now gone. All at once, you heart rejoices And gives you back the hope While your ears perceiving The distant chimes that announce joy. Your thought is now led By the spirit-mother That every child has nearby As a glimmer companion, Behind the cold corner Of the building in winter, Amid the landfills Of a smoky town, At the queue for the food bank. Now your spirit is cast away Escaping a land Of desolation Of night horrors. Too much for you To grasp From the lone Lamppost and Cardboard house And the fire in the bin You leave life forever Freed from a world of atrocities. Towed in your last pilgrimage By the heart Of a mother who never had Offspring of her. You are now led along The green meadows Of a boundless Eden. There, finally, you find refreshment, Love, and the house That you have always dreamed of From your terrestrial shelter. Your body now gradually Frees your spirit That retraces your streets Of loneliness and suffering, Of violent adults and absent friends. What remains is now a small And a cold little body In front of an abandoned portal And the pity of a pilgrim Leaving a glance And a slender flower.
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