Chained Voice

Grimy hands hastens to 
undress me
cold fingers rubs my numb 
body
in vain,warmth eludes
little feet scurry past me
a moment's pause,my glazed 
eyes
widens small eyes,fixed in 
eternity.

Someone casts a shadow over 
me
i long to crawl back to her 
womb
stroke my hair,please!she jus 
sighs
I'm screaming in the abyss of 
silence
the rattling of the wheel-chair 
across the floor
is the only echo of my chained 
voice.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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June 29, 2010 at 8:12 PM
Life is so fragile and has many moments which touch the core of the soul. I like the essence of this poem and the reality it brings to the forefront. Moments of reflections are always refreshing. Great job! Joseph
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