Why weren't they saved?A Poem by KittWhy weren't they saved? Hello Good morning I said “Good morning” You said nothing Nothing at all? Nothing Nothing None Zero Zilch Nothing A state of non-being A state of non-existence A state of lost Lost Lost in my mind Lost in time Lost of a life A life held down by prejudice People are the cause of the words Words that cut too deep Making other lose- Minds make thought Make actions Make living a hell Chained down by ignorance There’s only one escape There’s only one shot That escapes the gun Entering the child’s brain Ending of another life A life that could’ve been saved Why wasn’t it saved? Everyone’s pointing blame Blame it on the parent who were too hard on him Blame on the store who sold him the weapon Blame it on the child for not taking life Seriously can’t you understand? The hurt he was in The pain that drove him to the edge Edge of a bridge A young girl stands Looking down Looked down on for holding another girl’s Heart, two hearts be fast As the two girls take hands And release the railing Ending of another two lives Two lives that could’ve been saved Why weren’t they saved? Of the ignorance and the bullying The sneers and the words Words smash hurter than stick and stones Are you getting the picture? A picture is held in trembling hands Then casted to the grave Of a 17 year of boy Who’s gone before his time Because of the violence Violence inflicted by the riot Riot of people who couldn’t remain quiet As the two boys held hands As the two boys kissed Kissed one last time As the crowd did more than shout They ended the 17 year old’s life A life that could’ve been saved Why wasn’t it saved? Who would’ve put the crowd to Silence is the only thing heard In the woods at noon As the girl scribbles in her spiral notebook Her last good byes Tears fall from her eyes Rolling down her face Splashing to the page That says “I’m sorry” a million times But the words had been too much The teases and the jeers A girl can only take so much So she takes the knife That she’s already done so much damage to her arms With a shaky hand It’s brought forward Drops of red littering the page now Ending of another life A life that could’ve been saved Why wasn’t it saved? Because of the words Because of the stupidity of people Who can’t seem to grasp Words hurt Words are powerful Powerful enough to drive Drive off a cliff Another life taken Taken to the hospital A girl screams and then flat lines Too many pills Are taken by the parents to cope Alcohol becomes frequent As does the bruises of the second child Standing too close Close to the edge Of a building window Staring at the cops below “Don’t jump” But it’s too late Ending of another life A life that could’ve been saved Had the words been in place Had a hand been offered Offered to the girl crying in the stalls How many lives must we torment Before we realize the words Speak louder than actions for some Some looking down from Heaven now A friend kneels at a grave Hello Good morning Hello? The friend cries setting down the rose I said good morning “You
said nothing” Nothing at all? “Nothing I
wish you would’ve told me I
wish I could’ve saved you Why
weren’t you saved?” © 2013 KittReviews
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