I saw a man disheveled

Buried beneath layers of his own despair

I left him to it




Author: valo

I am a poet, writer and activist with a special interest in human rights for children and women as well as the elimination of poverty worldwide. If you read this today, feed someone locally for me will you? Drop off a non perishable food item at the food bank nearest you and consider yourself hugged. Thank you!

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    1. In many ways that is true Evelyn, but sometimes you can nudge someone to emulate that and save themselves too. Unfortunately it never worked for my late husband, he didn’t want to be saved. It’s a hard lesson to learn to let go of those we love, probably the hardest.

    1. thank you Guy 🙂 Unfortunately, there are more and more people who are like this these days, totally alienated from others, lonely and despairing. You know, I haven’t been truly lonely, I mean gut achingly lonely for a long time, probably because I’m a loner anyway, but because of this way I am, when I meet someone who is I can ‘feel’ it with them. I can actually be covered in their emotional misery and it stays with me long after we have parted. It really does affect me that sort of suffering in others. 😦 A long time ago, when I was very young, late teens/early twenties I wanted to be a missionary and I think this is why. Who knew that my own life would be a type of mission work and I’m now an atheist! lol Life is strange eh Guy? Maybe some day in a few short years I’ll go and help build houses for the poor in Latin America or Africa, that would be a good way to live it out.

      1. Perhaps this is true Guy, we are all poor, searching for shelter of some sort. Tell you what, if I do find myself in an impoverished area helping others I will not only send photos I’ll do videos too!

    1. Thank you Denise. I was trying to express the alienation a person feels when they meet someone or know someone lost in despondency and they can’t help them. I think it worked here with a Haiku. Sometimes Haiku is great for writing potent gritty stuff eh?

      1. Yes, like an invisible wall that you can’t get through. But when one is so down you don’t want to hear, or rather, I don’t! I think I put up an impenetrable wall. I is terrible to feel such despair, Val.

        Yeah I agree. I love Haiku but they must be good. I find them very hard to write unless I get into the right mindset.

      2. Despair is what is destroying this world, that and rage. I blame the addiction the media has to two extremes: they either report horror and violence or superficial celebrity nonsense, nothing in between just fear mongering followed by placating with fluff. I agree, Haiku is harder than it seems and when I start writing them I have to really sit and rewrite a few times so that it doesn’t sound trite and cheesy.

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