Living In the Shadows

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Poetry/Free Verse/living in the shadows
Copyright Protected, ID 09-1580-451-22
All Rights Reserved, 2023

Written September 22, 2023
For the International Contest, Shadows
Sponsor, Regina McIntosh, Judged 09/24/2023

Second Place

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the shadows are my home cruel streets is where I wander a cardboard box in an alley my bed as gloomy shapes pass me without a care a poor runaway kid once, I had a home and a family once, I had a sweet mother who loved me memories come my dad is a bad drunk he beat my mom until she died I ran into the night as he chased me he gave up trying to caught me that's when I changed and became a shadow hiding my face during the day I survive by begging for some money in the dim evening a child pathetic tugs at peoples heart strings sometimes, a kind baker gives the poor bread I am always ready to run away it is raining I cup my hands to drink and wash my dirty face in a store window I see knotted hair my fate is bleak and I am tired, tired, tired so, I gather all my little girl courage and walk out of the shadows and touch a policeman's hand . . .

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Sam Kauffman

Date: 9/25/2023 11:54:00 AM

Intensely powerful, Constance. You have captured the dark shadow of abuse and the emotions of this terrible crime and yet your ending is a powerful statement of hope! Congratulations on your win! Blessings and prayers for all of those children and people who endure any kind of abuse!

Constance La France
Date: 9/26/2023 11:14:00 AM

Sam, thank you so much for the compliment, comment and congratulations, it saddens me that more children don't touch a policeman/woman's hand.

Valsa George

Date: 9/24/2023 7:18:00 PM

Children when thrown into the streets, especially girls can have only a shadowy existence as vultures hide everywhere to prey on them. They struggle for their daily bread, stretching their hands before strangers. So pathetic and heart wrenching! Congratulations on your top win dear Constance.

Constance La France
Date: 9/26/2023 11:16:00 AM

Valsa, thank you so much for the comment, and congratulations, heartbreaking for sure to see children on the street, begging.

Regina Mcintosh

Date: 9/24/2023 12:31:00 AM

Amazing writing. I just love this. Congrats on your top win in the shadows contest. God bless you with much love, Gina

Constance La France
Date: 9/24/2023 6:42:00 AM

Gina, thank you so much for the compliment, comment and congrats, blessings and love.

Bill Baker

Date: 9/22/2023 2:39:00 PM

Your poetic words, sound the cries of children left on the street because of uncaring parents. I liked the ending, a hard choice to make on the street, so a nephew of mine that ran away from home and survived the street life for 18 months before deciding the hell of home was better than the streets. Good luck in the contest, Constance. Bill

Constance La France
Date: 9/23/2023 11:37:00 AM

Bill, thank you so much for the comment and compliment and the encouragement. Too bad more kids cannot see that home is better than the street.

Silent One

Date: 9/22/2023 11:56:00 AM

This is heart breaking my friend.. no child should have to ever suffer from these horrors, but so sad that so many do and so many go unpunished.. You expressed this in your usual unique emotive style of writing..

Constance La France
Date: 9/23/2023 11:38:00 AM

Silent, thank you so much for the comment, and the compliment, it is heartbreaking to see children begging on the streets.