A Cry Unheeded

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    A Cry Unheeded

    People trudged along the marshy land

    Waded thru' waste deep waters

    Possessions wrapped in rags on heads

    Scanty unlike the weighty hearts that stooped them

    A flight of birds chirped knowingly

    As they flew the other way migrating.

    Here was a people left to die for nothing,

    Their bodies hurriedly buried in the woods

    Their crime being born on the Emerald Island.

    Can one grudge being born on the earth?

    How nakedly the Tigers mauled them

    Left them to bleed and die in life and death!

    How deftly we avoid facing them,

    Citing demarcations and democracy as excuses!

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    BusinessPoet commented on A Cry Unheeded

    10-29-2009

    Wonderful use of language. I actually really like "migrating" - it brings out the order of the bird's world in stark contrast to what is below them. I also feel like the last line is interesting - with it, this is one poem; without it, this is a much different poem.
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    abraham

    10/30/2009

    Exactly, 'migrating'didn't happen by chance. It's there with a purpose. Yes, the last line is very vital to the whole poem. Thanks for your read.

    ccslim commented on A Cry Unheeded

    09-11-2009

    A great write that touches what should bring shame. I did feel off with the word "migrating" thinking it unnecessary, but that may be me in voice. I do feel like you want to say more towards the end? All in all a true and humbling read!
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    abraham

    10/19/2009

    Thanks a lot for your encouraging comment. Would u care to explain what put u off about 'migrating'? Sorry for the delay.

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