ObliviousA Poem by Peaches
An old man walks the road Stumbling from time to time He lurches a little and reaches out Grabbing a pole he passes Who is this man you wonder
Would you believe me if I told you He was once well known He has given away more money Than you or I ever had He was once a gentleman
Now his life spent gathering Has left him alone His hands too crippled to write His ears to silent to hear He is alone and no one reaches out
No one reaches out Because we can not see Because we do not want to see Because to see means we must react And we wish to flow silently by
Oblivious….
© 2009 PeachesAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 14, 2009 Last Updated on July 14, 2009 AuthorPeachesHot Springs, ARAboutI've been writing forever it seems. I don't remember exactly when I began but by the time I was eight I had started a collection. I have even got some of those poems and stories still tucked away, to .. more..Writing
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