THE END OF SORROW
Copyright 2012 Gordon Kuhn
Poet in the Rain Productions
There’s a working girl
Someone’s errant daughter
Over there on the corner
Beneath the streetlight
Showing a lot of leg
Turning to face the traffic
From this way and then that
And for not much money
You can give her a whirl
And she’ll give you a thrill
If that’s what you need
And she’ll moan if you want
To think you’re “the man”
But the reality is in the end
She’s fighting for her life
Just like the rest of us are
And you are just a bump
A slug, a toad, a mangled bookmark
In her life that she’ll lose
Another bug latched on
Sucking what is left out
Leaving her a bit less
Than she was before
And someone’s daughter
Lives now in the gutter
Waiting patiently for the slaughter
Sure to come,
Perhaps on the morrow
Perhaps then the end of sorrow. August 6, 2012
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I would hope that anyone who reads my poetry understands that I write what comes to my mind and it doesn't mean I'm the reality of the words. I mean that just because I write about alcoholism does not mean I am the character in the poems. I write about those I've known and those I know and a very wide grouping that is of sinners and saints, those who know who and where they are going and those who are completely lost. I am empathic. I write in the first person because I feel the reality of what I am writing about. Like Dean Martin pretending to be drunk while performing I am not what it may seem. Just a thought as I know some out there who read what I write see the words and not the art or the understanding of the problem I am commenting on, nor do they understand that the comment is for the purpose of illustration and not my own personal reality.
Married to a wonderful woman who is my best friend. Ronald Reagan Conservative Republican. Masters of Accounting-Taxation, United States Marine, taught for 10 years at the University of South Florida, held the following professional certifications: CPA, CVA, CFA. Published author, currently writing three novels and a ton of poems.
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johncoyote
In the use and abuse world of today. We forgot the important of human touch and conversation. I like the honestly and directness of the poem. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
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Gordon
Thank you for your kind comment. I really appreciate the feedback on my writing. 🙂
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lacidanielle
That was a beautifully written poem that really touched me. I think that people forget that this is someone’s daughter. The last few lines are chilling. You write very well.
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