Tuesday, November 09, 2010

S for Staying Alive


Sick her kid was
Turning uneasily on bed
Acute stomach pain hurting
Young thing needed medicine
Impoverished she was completely
Nowhere to seek help
Grim was her condition




Angry at cruel society
Life now at threat
Implored the only doctor
Very kind he was
Emergency treatment he started

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Written for Acrostic Only


Prompt: Staying Alive

Also for Leo's Z to A Challenge for the month of November.


S for Staying Alive

9 comments:

  1. very touching...nice one Amity

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  2. its lovely amity...simple yet i can imagine the pain of the mother for her little one...

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  3. Amity,
    you chose a light prompt like that to write on a hard hitting subject!
    Placed much thought into the writing I see..Good job!

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  4. Great compassion seen here in both you and the kind doctor!! I can see the humane quality of understanding the suffering of others in you and wanting to do something about it. Great work Amity!!

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  5. Thank you Nanka, seldom do we see doctors like him whose willing to treat the poor like the one in my poem...

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  6. beautiful dear...:)..congrats...

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  7. Thanks dear:-) Where have you been all those months?

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