Kim Morrison Poet Free verse

Out of the Mouths

I 'm scared mommy.
Why do we have to sleep here?
Why can't we go home?

A lot of people live here mommy.
Why do they all look so sad?
Did somebody take their house too?

I'm hungry mommy.
Can't I have just a little more?
I can still hear my tummy rumbling.

I'm cold mommy.
Can I have some more covers?
I got the shivers really bad.

It's okay mommy,
Please...don't Cry.
It's okay...

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Dave Timperley May 16, 2013 at 11:53 AM whoa! This is so very moving. A sad sign of today. Great write. God Bless. Dave. Kim Morrison May 16, 2013 at 3:41 PM Thank you Dave! This is one of my older pieces of poetry, but it never seems to fail to move people.

Eileen Manassian May 12, 2013 at 1:11 PM Very moving...I have no words. Kim Morrison May 16, 2013 at 3:42 PM Thank You!

Poet Destroyer A May 10, 2013 at 6:10 PM Kim, this is very sad. wow... I've noticed many of your poems can actually make my skin move with goosebumps or so. The child in your poem, will understand soon. Sometimes mommies have to put kids in certain situations, ~But, I believe the child always knows when mommy is hurting. xox~ LINDA Kim Morrison May 10, 2013 at 7:16 PM I hope making your skin move with "goosebumps" is a good thing because often I am trying to get to your heart and rattle your very core. I love your comments Linda. I wish I could figure out how to email you through this thing. Kim

Delysia Hendricks May 10, 2013 at 5:10 PM Awwww, poverty positively stinks. Been there, my friend. Nice poem. Licia :-)

Skat A May 9, 2013 at 10:04 PM Hi KIm, i will be back tomorrow to read a few poems. Thank you for the hi. Goodnight ~SKAT~