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Inclement, Poem

Updated on April 16, 2013

A bitter old man

sits outside his house,

rocking back and forth with his

eyebrows tightly scrunched.

He shakes his finger and slowly

watches the world fall.


A poor desperate child

lies on a desolate street,

rocking back and forth with her

mouth open wide.

She cries her little eyes out and

watches the world fall.


A helpless grieving mother

stands on a gray street corner,

rocking back and forth with a

cardboard sign in her hand.

She waves down cars all day and

watches the world fall.


A selfish young poet

sits in her warm bedroom,

rocking back and forth with her

black pen swiftly writing.

She writes a meaningful poem but just

watches the world fall.

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