some children
wear brass ankle bracelets
whose keys have been
lost -
their guardian angels have all gone on break and
the gatekeeper
misplaced their map of
innocence
so they wonder off
into
lands of thunder clouds
and adulthood sins
some children
look in the mirror
in search of their angel
and the lost keys but only see
themselves as guilt
and broken
like the mirror
like innocence
bkmmackenzie 2019
copyrighted
let us pray for all the lost children of the world, torn by abuse, war, poverty and bullying.
Wonderful write!!!
ReplyDeleteI feel that some locks needs to be broken... I just wonder how.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sad moving poem
ReplyDeleteThis is heartwrenchingly beautiful and sad..
ReplyDeleteVery very sad indeed – and very movingly said.
ReplyDeleteThe children with ankle bracelets whose keys have been lost..........so tragic. Children and broken innocence.......beautifully written, Barbara.
ReplyDeleteSad but true. What have we come to. Well written.
ReplyDeleteThis shouldn't be. There are so many injustices in this world, they've been going on since time. And children still suffer. Things like this aren't nice reading but they need to be said and read. Thank you.
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This is such a sad poem. It made me cry.
ReplyDeleteGuilt and broken. And on and on. So apt, and darkly beautiful in your presentation.
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