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Just Pain

Life's humdrum equates with pain; would sharing it lessen the downheartedness? Does that seem to shatter my whole being? I wonder, in a world's picture gallery, see paintings from all over the globe: there, look at that, hanging on the wall, a screaming mother who lost her child, baby's legs, a pair of matchsticks, hunger pangs never satiated, only pitied; And there, yes, over there, blind beggar buffeted in the street, homeless living in a disused concrete tube, storms that drown the village homes, old valued furniture ruined beyond repair, lifeless body murdered in the lea, a woman raped to satiate a beast. An uninsured, sick man refused all aid. But occasionally, a few good souls Offer a bowl of hot, tasty pumpkin soup.

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Date: 11/12/2024 10:03:00 PM
Whoa, Victor! horror = the expected in life? I think you’re saying must we go to a gallery to have that pointed out? To become one of the good souls? At our church we say we are all saunts…like stars in the sky… thank you Victor…as you wrote…See there…and…look there…
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Date: 11/7/2024 11:15:00 PM
You're one of the best writers I know. You've described the state of this miserable world so well. Great ending. It's those few kind souls that keep us grounded.
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Date: 11/2/2024 6:55:00 AM
And how blessed are these good souls for they will one day know the Kingdom of heaven. Blessings my friend, Jennifer.
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Date: 11/1/2024 1:17:00 PM
You are right Victor. There is suffering as such all around and there are also those good souls we can be grateful for with all that is happening. Well said :)
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Date: 11/1/2024 8:17:00 AM
I wonder, in a world's picture gallery, see paintings from all over the globe…what a great opening to highlight the pains we experience. Life’s humdrum equate with pain…my Dad would agree. Blessings to you, my dear friend! ~ Kim
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Date: 11/1/2024 7:28:00 AM
Dear Victor, So well said that all around us is poor, sick, starving individuals. Our world contains so much evil but this is the world of the devil. I pray that our Lord returns soon before the world implodes with evil. You wrote a great poem that I feel really addresses many of the issues we experience. Autumn Blessings, MY Dear Friend, Daniel
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Date: 11/1/2024 4:23:00 AM
Dear Victor, indeed the world is a sad place at the moment and you have captured every bit of that succinctly in such a few verses. And yet, there are wars going on where the funds could be channelled to the homeless a lot of them who were and could be very productive citizens. Yes as you ended your poem there are people who try to help and organisations who battle to assist - Hugs Maria
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Date: 11/1/2024 2:13:00 AM
In the balance of life, pain outweighs joys. That's what we assume when we see the sorrows around... Children dying of hunger, women selling their bodies to earn a few pennies , homeless seeking shelter inside pipes... ! Dear Victor what a sad picture you have drawn! But there are vestiges of goodness in some, giving us hope.
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Date: 10/31/2024 11:16:00 PM
It can be spicy or not. There is a Mexican version of pumpkin soup. Your poem is terrifying. The world can be harsh. I like the ray of hope that a person cares.
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Date: 11/4/2024 7:28:00 AM
Chipotle pumpkin soup delish! Best on devils night.
Date: 10/31/2024 10:28:00 PM
Victor, your fine poem shows the great difference between being uncaring, and stopping to lend a helping hand. Thank you for sharing this great poem.
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Date: 10/31/2024 6:51:00 PM
You shoukd send peopkehere,)) they can get all a citizen wants just bt crossing the norder,free housing, food, rent, free cell phone, free hospital care. I will unadashedly congratulate all working Americans who fund this include, oops free schooling for kids.)) plus there are thousands of churches and synagogues who help the needy out. Pangie
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Date: 10/31/2024 5:20:00 PM
such a heartbreaking poem n so many levels Victor, so glad it had a happy ending, there are still some kind souls out there. hugs Jan xx
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Date: 10/31/2024 12:46:00 PM
The world a ghetto - especially as a result of political, social , legal (another woman died as a result of Dr.s turning her away of a miscarriage yesterday in Texas) , religious, environmental or economic pressure. Kings & Queens - but oh, the pumpkin soup !! Intriguing, Victor ~Anaya
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Date: 10/31/2024 12:40:00 PM
The ending I love Victor picked me right up after reading the sad beginning. Your Truths speak loudly my friend...
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Date: 10/31/2024 7:57:00 AM
A lot of suffering all over, but 'good souls' offer a helping hand
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Date: 10/31/2024 6:15:00 AM
Dear victor, this poem is so very powerful as it conveys and highlights the pain and the darkness around us all, today and for so long, and i loved the ending where you said “ But occasionally, a few good souls Offer a bowl of hot, tasty pumpkin soup. ” brilliant ending! Pleasure reading always your work~ sending you light always
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Date: 10/31/2024 6:12:00 AM
Yes it's a very sad world we live in Victor. There's not much happy news when you turn on the TV these days. Tom
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Date: 10/31/2024 6:06:00 AM
Yes there is much pain but like your poem I also like to appreciate the good! Great poem with special attention to the eyesores of life.
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Date: 10/31/2024 2:54:00 AM
Enjoyed the read Victor. There’s so much pain in the world today, it’s insane, yet there’s many folk around who are heaven bound. Hopefully we’ll meet there one day, safe and sound. Enjoy a bowl of pumpkin soup, I have made it especially for you, on this night witches take flight, sharing Halloween delights. Look out for me… Beryl
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