deepundergroundpoetry.com

Broken Bodies

Prayers
So many prayers
Going up to whoever will listen
Every time I see an ambulance
A homeless person
A dead body
A teen with dark circles
A child with long sleeves in heat
A woman with a Medusa tattoo
A man with a drink constantly in his hand
A boy who always chews gum
A girl who has bloody fingertips
A busy suicide hotline
Filled with miserable souls
A kindergartner next to
An empty gun
Bullets lying in their best friends body
Scared eyes communicating
While underneath desks and chairs
Keys not only used for cars
But for safety
For self defense
Muffled sobs
From the woman next door
Who has too much on her plate
Animals being tossed away
Like toys
Overgrowth of plants
Taking back what was theirs
Not knowing whether you heard gun shots
Or fireworks

Welcome to our life.
Written by moony_
Published
Author's Note
The mall where I live got shot up and robbed, one person was killed. This kinda sparked in me and I’m angry. And sad. And desperate. What the fuck has this world come to?
I know this is an angry poem, and negative. But seriously? It’s so fucked up. There’s so much more I can add. That’s sad. That’s horrific.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 0
comments 1 reads 75
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 5:09pm by Rew
POETRY
Today 4:56pm by ajay
SPEAKEASY
Today 4:32pm by ajay
POETRY
Today 4:13pm by summultima
COMPETITIONS
Today 3:04am by Her
SPEAKEASY
Today 2:31am by Ahavati