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30 July 2010
Zahid from Pakistan
BEGGAR
Why would you respect me?
I’m dead man with smelling flesh
I have worms on decayed body
Walking from street to street
Searching my looted memories
Better I could die then this state
No one here ready to dig my grave
Fear of digging grave keeps me alive
I have my last labor to do for me
Give me some place to dig my grave
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Very profound, and sad.
You feel like you could reach out and touch him
and take him to a doctor
and make everything OK
and find those searched
looted memories
of Mom,Sister, Brother and Dad
Better I could die...then this state
( wow, heart hurt)
and no one even to help
dig my grave ( no one cares, lonely hurt )
Struggling with fear ( keeping me alive )
I have my last labor to do for me
(bagging someone)
give me some place
to dig my grave
( please )
some place
to dig my grave
Good-bye
Well, that's how it felt to walk the last mile of the way, my companion death.
I felt a 10 for the poem, every mile of the way. Thank you. Sincerely, mario
Mother Teresa (26 August 1910 – 5 September 1997), born Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu
(pronounced [aÉ¡ËnÉs ËÉ¡ÉndÊe bÉjaËdÊiu]), was a Catholic nun of Albanian ethnicity and Indian citizenship, who founded the Missionaries of Charity in Kolkata, India in 1950.
For over 45 years she ministered to the poor, sick, orphaned, and dying,
while guiding the Missionaries of Charity's expansion,
first throughout India and then in other countries.
Following her death she was beatified by Pope John Paul II
and given the title Blessed Teresa of Calcutta.
She is the one that wouldn`t forsake thee
She `s now living in Heaven
but her soul is roaming from street to street
meet her if you wish,meet her if you need
She has a place for everyone.
Be it from India or Pakistan.
Tell her you`re Zahid
and she will see to it....
It could also be titled 'Despair'. Your poems 'paint' a vivid picture of the subject you write about.
Congrats Zahid! You've impressed the judges, keep it up.
Poem: 7.37
My understanding:
"See That My Grave Is Kept Clean"
Blind Lemon Jefferson
Well there's one kind of favor I'll ask for you
Well there's one kind of favor I'll ask for you
There's just one kind of favor I'll ask for you
You can see that my grave is kept clean
And there's two white horses following me
And there's two white horses following me
I got two white horses following me
Waiting on my burying ground
Did you ever hear that coffin sound
Did you ever hear that coffin sound
Did you ever hear that coffin sound
Means another poor boy is under the ground
Did you ever hear them church bells toll
Did you ever hear them church bells toll
Did you ever hear them church bells toll
Means another poor boy is dead and gone
And my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold
And my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold
And my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold
Now I believe what the Bible told
And there's one last favor I'll ask for you
And there's one last favor I'll ask for you
And just one last favor I'll ask for you
You can see that my grave is kept clean
id give it a 5 but dont let my opinion go to your head or anything