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HELP ME

by roovacrag 

Posted: 15 January 2004
Word Count: 83
Summary: Dedicated to a young man same age as my own son. How lucky we are to have a healthy child.


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Can i dream
can i walk
can i run
can i talk.
HELP ME

I know I can dream
I cannot walk,
I cannot run,
I cannot talk
HELP ME

I sit here in my chair
some pass by,some care.
I smell your perfume
so i know you are there.
HELP ME

You touch my face
I see your eyes
know you care
no surprise.
HELP ME

What kind of shell am i in,
cannot move
cannot win.
HELP ME
PLEASE HELP ME.






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Bobo at 18:11 on 15 January 2004  Report this post
Al - such an evocative piece. The voice is one of panic and desparation - conveyed well, as always m'dear!

BoBo x

roovacrag at 18:46 on 18 January 2004  Report this post
Thank you bobo,sad to see a young man alive but in a shell. xx Alice

BorderBound at 13:03 on 19 January 2004  Report this post
i wasnt sure of beginning
but the accumilation of despair conveed with longer sentences and stanza's cmes accross effectivly.

nice one

Fearless at 16:37 on 19 January 2004  Report this post
Al

Reminds me of Dalton Trumbo's 'Johnny got his gun'...the connection, the pleas.....a good work

fearless

jewelsx at 22:32 on 08 March 2005  Report this post
hi,

I just came across this poem and i have to say moving stuff!

jewelsx


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