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Post No. 839




Silhouetted on the hill a hump,

a swollen chunk of detritus, wept  —

The smell assailed us long

Before we reached the dump.

Men and women dressed in rags

Scratched a living or a dying

Desperate like wild animals

Damaged by care-less-ness

Fouled dreams, failed chances

Used and abused by worldliness,

Heartlessness, perceptions changed,

Became infections,

Until they learned to hear and see

Differently from you and me —

Nonentities, expecting and receiving nothing.


©Denise G Allen, 13 July 2015 08:53


Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people!

2 thoughts on “Damaged

  1. You know. I imagine one day all the riches of the world will smell like trash abd all that is fine like rags


  2. What a surprise that will be for some 🙂


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