Cast adrift.

A delicate beautiful flower stomped into the ground before the chance to bloom. Discarded, cast a side, thrown into an ocean of indifference.


Ever since figthing for survival against the crashing waves of societies expectations. Fighting against the current to find away back to shore. To  find that little piece of solid ground where tiny roots once clutched to the earth.


Instead of lifting this tiny flower from the crashing waves of uncertainity all we do is shout out  instructions from our safe point of advantage. Even the occasionl life raft that is thrown struggles under the weight of conditions it has to bear. Too heavy to navigate the tidal surge of every day.


If somehow this tiny flower does muster the strength to stike out for the shore.  The shore is proportionally moved further from sight. Apparently it is unfair to others if it is done any other way. Figure this?


I know most have to struggle to shore at some point in their life but at least that shore line is in sight and is often brought nearer by familty and friends support. They are not tossed out to the deepest darkest part of the ocean as a young child. Left alone to fight their own way back when they are already broken.


And then we wonder why hope, faith and all trust is lost and if by chance we pass by and concern ourselves with her plight. We stand again on our safe point of advantage and throw rocks tainted with accusation and blame. Satisify ourselves in justifciation that she has just not tried hard enough before we turn and walk away to the warmth and comfort of our homes.






Poetry by Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-07-14 at 22:05

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Pure Evil
very well written...I too was cast away as a child, I certainly feel this. Great job
2018-07-18 Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
Tes mots sont très touchants... j'ai beaucoup aimé - merci :)

jim The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a good analogy for the situation, which you understand fundamentally, sympathetically, and realistically.