Richard Lamoureux Poet Free verse

Numbers Flashed

What would I give up for you?
My morning coffee
The newspaper I rarely have time to read
Maybe a few evenings at the opera
Or perhaps that newer shinier car

I see your image
Flash accross my screen
tiny emancipated body
Fragile
Sad
Glassy eyed
I feel
I see
I avert my eyes
What can I do?
Will it make a difference?
Can I love you who I do not know?

Guilt washes over me
I have so much
Will I be called to account
For my selfishness
Apathy
Ignorance
The heart I lack

My tears 
I shed for you during late nights
Phone numbers flashed accross my screen
On my 60 inch HD TV
Remote control in hand
A choice
Do I change your life?
Is it easier to look away?
I can't decide

My phone glowing in the dark 
Accusing me 
Asking me
What will you give up
My hand trembles
I reach out
Dial
Stretch my heart
Across an ocean
To you
A life worth saving
A story to rewrite
Your village
People you care about
A well
Food for your table
Medicine
A blanket
A difference
I can no longer look the other way
I have seen your face
Looked into your eyes
My coffee
Your new day!

Inspired By Bindu's poem "Prey"

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Andrea Dietrich October 2, 2013 at 5:29 PM an excellent choice made, Richard. this is such a tough topic because sometimes the charities are frauds or a lot of the money is not really going toward the ones needing it, but to administration. I have been giving to ones I truly trust and to ones through my church when I can. Good poem

Jack Jordan October 2, 2013 at 9:30 AM Beautifully done, Richard. Life's perpetual conflicts... jack

Dr.Ram Mehta October 2, 2013 at 8:58 AM Nice struggling life you have like me, and there is continuous flow of emotions and sentiments, Richard

Anne-Lise Andresen October 2, 2013 at 5:58 AM - Anyone can do a little bit .... compassion ... hear / listen / help .... Great poem Richard!! - Have a beautiful day. - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Richard Lamoureux October 2, 2013 at 7:51 AM Thanks Anne Lise

Sara Kendrick October 2, 2013 at 4:18 AM Very emotive work that is touching..Enjoyed reading this one today..At our church we do shoes boxes for Christmas, it is through the Billy Graham ministries..We do either a box for a boy or a girl of school age..We put in school supplies, hard candy, gum, and a toy..These boxes go overseas which we page the cost of shipping to help some child get an education and a little pleasure at Christmas..Great topic that you have chosen about which to write a poem..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara Richard Lamoureux October 2, 2013 at 7:50 AM What an excellent idea and a great way to help and witness to the children at the same time.

Tim Ryerson October 2, 2013 at 3:30 AM Breathtaking poem Richard... Yes, we have so much, so much more that we really need and who knows? This child you have helped my grow up to change the world - Tim Richard Lamoureux October 2, 2013 at 7:47 AM Thanks Tim, you make an excellent point.

Voahanitriniaina Rabary-Andriamanday October 1, 2013 at 8:29 PM Yes, it's really terrible to see things as they really are and go on meeting them everyday in the street and just close our eyes, not knowing what to do, how to do... I feel particularly concerned, yes. But I feel so weak and...no time...no time...saying no time all the time. Very touching work! What could we do? You are so creative, I feel so weak and unable! Hugs, Hanitra Richard Lamoureux October 2, 2013 at 7:38 AM Hanitra! Wow long time no see. It is a treat to hear from you my dear. Your comments and sensitivity always bring a smile to my face.

Charmaine Chircop October 1, 2013 at 4:18 PM Food on thetable/medicine/a blanket..How forgranted we take such basic necessities.Our luxuries has become another necessity whilst others lack the food i eat..the blanket which warms my skin..the medicine which keeps me healthy.Tnks for this poem..It touches my soul and looking in their eyes i see what you see ..a human like me who feels the cold..who gets ill..who sleeps hungry.Tnks for tickling my conscience to do more. .Ezceptional Richard Lamoureux October 1, 2013 at 6:23 PM Thanks Charmaine, I'm pleased my words resonate with you. Charmaine Chircop October 1, 2013 at 4:19 PM tnks for reading my humble words..tnks so much

Poet Tacito October 1, 2013 at 8:26 AM Chocolate milk gives me similar love fuzzies, as I call them. But, that 60 inch HDTV...a very, very close 2nd. :) Nice! Richard Lamoureux October 1, 2013 at 6:24 PM You kill me Drake!

Eileen Manassian October 1, 2013 at 8:22 AM This is heart wrenching...WOW! I'm so glad that our church organization has ADRA...Adventist Development and Relief Agency..a NGO...that does so much for people in need...Yes, we need to support all we can. I'm so proud of you. Richard...I answered your question in a soup mail...Please...will you kindly check? Richard Lamoureux October 1, 2013 at 8:29 AM On my way