Different Worlds

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
How does one reconcile between life blessed and life destroyed?

Submitted: September 14, 2006

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Submitted: September 14, 2006

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A picture perfect day
streamed through my window-
a cloudless sky, a lazy breeze,
and the heavy scent of dew
on freshly mown lawns

clashed with

my television blaring
about shrieking winds
that spoiled the Great City,
drowned it with a toxic sea,
murdering houses
and
people.

Kids bounced a ball
on my driveway
as the aroma of chocolate chip cookies
kissed the air.

I watched

a man steal a television
for a house with
no
power.

At day's end,
I wrapped my little ones
in cozy blankets and snuggles.

A photographer

scrapbooked images of
bloated bodies and
the misery of being alive
to my brain

where they waited
to be fed or

deleted.


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