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Suffering And Pain

by Mary -BrytEyz- Ball (Age: 48)
copyright 04-04-2002


Age Rating: 7 +

How does one get used to suffering and pain
How do they deal with it time and again?
I can't seem to get numb and just not feel
the hurt I see and pretend it's not real

Who can ignore all the little children
wearing bruises where kisses should've been
Pretending their parents really do care
When it's only violence that they share
Who can look away from the tears in their eyes
And stop up thier ears when a young child cries
I guess it just really bothers me
when the little ones suffer needlessly

How does one get used to suffering and pain
How do they deal with it time and again
I can't seem to get numb and just not feel
The hurt I see and pretend it's not real

Look at the girl looking lost and alone
Wants to call out but there's no one to phone
Her boy friend left, said he'd return - maybe
Parents disowned her for keeping the baby
Where is she to go and what is she to do
Her happy times seem to be all too few
Not sure where to turn, holds the infant close
Refusing to regret the choice that she chose

How does one get used to suffering and pain
How do they deal with it time and again
I can't seem to get numb and just not feel
The hurt I see and pretend it's not real

I can't help but notice the battered wife
the bruises and hurt that scar up her life
no amount of make up covers the pain
or keeps it from happening time and again
Sunglasses worn even on cloudy days
Tell her whole story and give it away
She lives with a man who's breaking her will
Wanting it to stop, but loving him still

How does one get used to suffering and pain
How do they deal with it time and again
I can't seem to get numb and just not feel
The hurt I see and pretend it's not real

Do you see the man whose life has no worth
Who's been unhappy since his very birth
His wife left him for a rich younger man
His kids said they'd visit, but they never can
He sits on the curb with holes in his pants
Trying to find a reason to smile, but can't
He's living a life where nothing goes right
A beggar in the streets, a desperate plight

How does one get used to suffering and pain...






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        08-23-2008     Mary -BrytEyz- Ball        

Thank you Susan... and yes, that would seem to be a better suggestion than NOT addressing it. Isn't it a sorry state, to live in a time when we need to help children put labels on these issues and help them deal with things their innocence shouldn't need to even know about yet? But unfortunately, they do, and worse yet... it seems to get worse with each succeeding generation. Sigh. I think time and again of the Lord's prayer... "Let your will take place on earth, as it is in heaven"... and I will continue to pray for that day. Until then, I will do what I can whenever I can... and make this world a better place one child at a time. (I am taking foster care classes and hope to be accepting children into my home within the month). :-) Thank you for reading, Sue, and for your heartfelt comments. They really mean a great deal!

        08-18-2008     Susan Brown        

I wish...we had a program in place in our public school system where classes were mandatory in the 5th. grade covering all the "dysfunctional subjects" that plague our young people today. If we could just get all these people headed along the right path (long before) they start making adult decisions, their not PREPARED to make...! What a difference we would see, immediately- in all our lives.
Enjoyed the poem as it reminded me of all the unnecessary pain that engulfs our society.
I should add...I enjoy everything you write. Your concerning, caring nature, shines bright in the words, I view, when reading your poems.
Susan

        07-08-2005     Angela Toshner        

this is good and it has a good message...great write. sry im not writing much but my wrists hurt.

        04-08-2005     Sammy Anderson        

It's so true, how can someone love another if they hurt them? I've never been abused, so I don't know what it's like, but I don't understand it. Anyway, great write

        03-21-2005     Anthony Lane Stahlhut        

The situations may not be exactly the same, but the stories do have common things. Pain is felt by everyone. Those people that look so happy, wern't a few days ago. We must go on and we will find happiness, if we keep trying. Thanks for this glimps into your heart, Anthony

        05-21-2002     Les Heywood        

To answer your last line - "I don't know." Especially the way you brought it all to life - I really don't know. I can imagine being in their shoes.

        04-04-2002     Laryalee Fraser        

Nice to see you again, Mary!
This is heartfelt and moving....
and we must not ever get used to suffering and pain...
Thanks so much for sharing your emotions -- and your caring heart.
Lary


        04-04-2002     Peggy Bertrand        

Alot of emotion in this piece well done.



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