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"Penury's Song"
Live Poets Society 2008 Topical Winner For every moment wasted, and every loving word unsaid, There is a tragedy never-ending, A tattered book that goes unread. For every piercing outcry, and every fatal wound, There is a heart that is never-mending, A melody that goes uncrooned. For every child hurting, and every voice that is unheard, There is a life force ever-waning, A penury absurd. For every hope-filled ambition, and every lucid dream undone, There is a consquence devestating, Enriching the lives of few to none. For every picture frame unhung, and every photograph never taken, There is a hopeless end in coming, A withering future dies, forsaken. © Copyright 2008 Katharyn R. King (FictionPress ID:533106).
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A good poem. Very accurate on when procrastination stops us from enriching someone else's life. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you !
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