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Remembered Or Forsaken

The ill woman in the wheelchair was outspoken,elegant and fair, and lived her life in exhuberant riches; now,finds herself to the mercy of others, her frazzled mind tries to recreate an image of those adored faces she touched with grace! Why have they left her in such a demeaning state, when her weary and empty hands don't render and please? The thoughtful and athetic soldier, so fair-haired, writes his war memoirs in a small notebook sent to him by his girl-friend who lives in Holboken; he is the perennial prisoner of human error: roaming in a labyrinth with a missing door, struggling to free himself from the cold underworld... The murderer,the robber,the rapist and the hood-lum stand before the judge looking stern and tough, scrutinizing the silent court-room: he feels for the remorseful and repentant as the jury slowly reads the verdict, but the sentence is worse than death... The new-born is abandoned rapidly on a stranger's door-steps mercilessly, on the front door a sign reads,"KEEP AWAY!"; the crying baby needs his tending mom to put him to sleep with a sweet lullaby and halt his relentless weeping with a hush... The dazed and frayed kid, so down-low, sits motionlessly in a filthy corner; dependency on harmful substance has made him a scavenger and a destitute; and whoever dragged him into his addiction, was a demon with a wrathful intention... Some exceptional individuals wiil be raised to immortal glory without a controversy, many will be condemned to shame,to be mocked and charged with an unforgivable heresy: the powerful and rich will decide their fate: to be either remembered or forsaken...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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