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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Soul (07/13/06)

TITLE: Think Of Her
By William Mae
07/13/06


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She was just destitute,
A wretched poor soul.
A demonized childhood,
Would not let her go.

Gave herself freely,
To men without choice.
A meager sad living,
No road of re-course.

The face of an Angel,
That all men desired.
She deemed herself worthless,
For anything but hire.

Derided by many,
Disdained by who knew.
Her esteem at rock bottom,
Her respect was there to.

No one to hold her,
Not lovingly, not tenderly.
Her mind filled with only,
A sad childhood memory.

No one to show her,
Her worth was like gold.
No one to comfort her,
Without letting go.

No one to show her,
That life could be filled.
With bliss, with compassion,
And a love that was real.

Pain was the pendulum,
Her memories swung in.
She’d grown tired of living,
The way she had been.

On the bridge where she’s standing,
Jumping into the night.
Gave into the water,
To escape from her plight.

Now take her up gently,
Be kind and be caring.
Look on her humbly,
Don’t rush but just tarry.

Search for the pain in her,
While she lies on the shore.
This face of an Angel,
Who is living no more.

Be Christian while dealing,
With the soul no one reached.
Cover her wholly,
From her head to her feet.

Say a word over her,
She’s owed a few tears.
Calm the soul that was screaming,
That no one could hear.

Let her down easy,
To the cold ground beneath.
Where all her pain vanished,
As her life bid retreat.

Now look on her somberly,
Mournful wags of your head.
No detest in your sighs,
At this beauty now dead.

Walk away not forgetting her,
This soul that was missed.
When a word of our kindness,
Might have saved her from this.

Take time to think of her,
This maiden who slipped.
Through societies compassion,
Into dark cold abyss.


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Dan Blankenship 07/20/06
Absolutely moving and beautiful!

Sincerely,
Dan Blankenship

Sue Dent07/20/06
My goodness! Another top-notch week this is going to be! Wow! Just WOW!
Rita Garcia07/20/06
Yes, indeed, "Think of Her."

Well written with a strong message woven through!
Noreen Ophoff07/20/06
This poem griped me, and made me read it all the way through. Its subject is so sad. May I be more sensitive to the outcasts who I encounter, because of reading this.
david grant07/20/06
great message and a singable poem as well. Great job!
George Parler 07/20/06
A sad but well told story. Good job.
Gary Sims07/21/06
Sad, simply sad. Makes me wonder where the Christians were in her life... Why weren't they sharing the love of Christ?
Jan Ackerson 07/21/06
Very touching and tragic...a few edits for meter would really polish this!
william price07/21/06
i agree with the above comments, an excellent story. I don't know enough to comment on a poems mechanics. My only constructive comment is that I wish I would have read something that discribed her being "destitute". Some visual that I could carry thru the story. But again, excellent story. God Bless.
Anne Linington02/26/08
Beautifully crafted in such few words; Congratulations.