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They Can't see the Writing on the Wall and Other Cold Truth Poetry

Updated on January 31, 2016
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‘Move over grandad.’

A small blond boy spun past on a bike,

Faster than was reasonable.

Timothy North was pushed aside.


Arthritic legs groaning at the effort.

He walked on slowly,

Looking down at the pavement.

A monument of grime and gum.


Timothy North lives alone,

Eats alone and sleeps alone.

Balding with straggling wisps of white hair

Done eyes of rusted brown.


Standing five foot eight small,

Wearing weary, drowning eyes.

Wrinkles etched deeply,

Stamping pale, work worn skin.


Fingers gnarled as tree branches.

Reached out, and opened no. 54.

Timothy stepped in shivering.

He couldn't afford to heat,


He could barely afford to eat.

Two meals a day and soup at 12.

Chest wheezing, pride falling,

He sat down on his broken chair.


As he remembered what he was.

His damp, peeling wall now in his sight,

Displaying his Military and Victoria Cross.

Timothy North, a hero left to die.










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The Girl With The Faded Brown Eyes

Her bruised, marked arms bear witness,

To the corrupt world, which is running aground.

A tragic testimony, to the flaws of life,

Which had brutally brought her down.


Relegated from society and normality,

Barely old enough to be alone.

Pain coursing through her young bones,

Fleeing from an unsafe home.


The holes on her jumper, grow gregariously.

As she desperately chases her sanity.

Burning in the abyss of her abdomen,

Hunger eroding her strength and humanity.


The rain pitter-patters with a gentle rhythm,

As if to soothe her saddened mind.

An old tarp and dirt her only bastion,

To a broken world. With no place for her kind.


Voiceless and unseen, to the world’s eyes.

Small and lonely. Hungry and cold.

No-one steps up to ease her burden.

The innocent victim, of a system full of holes.


When this life finally decided to free her.

As her breath ceased trying that day.

Frozen and numb, when the end came.

Now all her pain has been taken away.


One more pure soul now lost.

An anonymous number, with no-one to grieve.

The time has now come to accept the truth,

Purging the facade that we falsely believed.


That chasing only our own dreams,

Covertly turning away our eyes.

Blind to the pain before us,

Distractedly filtering out their cries.


As selfishness gives life no meaning,

No worth for our time will unfurl,

Only by helping each other,

Can we hope to fix this broken world.

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© 2013 Anna Haven

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      Angela Ohm 3 years ago from Beach Park, Illinois

      You're welcome, Anna. :)

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you for taking the time to read and comment Angela Ohm. :)

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you very much Audrey. :) I hope you are well.

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      Angela Ohm 3 years ago from Beach Park, Illinois

      Great writing !

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      Audrey Howitt 3 years ago from California

      This was in my sight line today==well done!!

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you KittHill. You understand exactly what I am trying to convey and I just wish there was an easy way to achieve it. These people deserve so much more than they are receiving at the moment.

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you very much Jackie.

      It is something I feel strongly about, these people gave so much to help so many so the least we can do is help ensure their elder years afford them with the respect they deserve.

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      KittHill 3 years ago

      Well written, but true. It is so sad that our elderly end up like this. Especially those that fought for their country and freedom.

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      Jackie Lynnley 3 years ago from The Beautiful South

      Such a beautiful heartfelt writing. Voting up and sharing.

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you very much Michael-Milec for your very poetic comment. I really appreciate you taking the time to read my poem and for leaving such an interesting comment. I hope you have had a good weekend too. Anna

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      Michael-Milec 3 years ago

      Hello annahaven.

      Up and beautiful.

      You've caused my heart to cry. To intermit... Thoughts to modify : It's credible... So sad yet true.

      Hoping no such ordeal would us befall

      before next writing on the wall.

      Have a wonderful weekend.

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      We can but hope R.Q.

      They certainly deserve to be well looked after and we can never repay them for their sacrifice. We as a nation we could at least try.

      Thanks again for your nice comment. Anna :)

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      Romeos Quill 4 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Hey Anna;this was a great narrative, and it looks as though now, things are changing slightly for these brave warriors in their golden years, and senior citizens in general, with the winter fuel allowance, and cold winter payments they are now afforded;unfortunately, it's a little late for a lot of them, but I suppose better late, than never.

      Yours Sincerely,

      R.Q.

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Thankyou Romeos Quill for a very nice comment. I have a lot of respect for those veterans. Anna

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      Romeos Quill 4 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Anna; your poetic narrative showed perfect reality for a lot of old veterans, especially those of WWII, and how shockingly they were treated in peacetime; sadly, hardly any left now, but your writing is an exemplary witness, to carry on the memories of their freedom-giving legacy.

      Yours Sincerely,

      R.Q.

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Thankyou Valletpoet, there is a big mix of styles going on it, but it felt right :)

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Hallo DJ. Your right we could definitely learn a lesson from some of the cultures where old age is held in respect and the elders are treasured. Thankyou for reading and for your feedback :)

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      Valleypoet 4 years ago

      Very sad and poignant...but also very well put together:-))

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      DJ Anderson 4 years ago

      Anna, you have created a story of great sadness, and one that happens

      every day. Our elders are not treasured as they should be. In many other cultures, age brings great respect and admiration.

      You work speaks volumes about the injustices of growing old.

      Great job!!

      DJ.

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Thankyou very much Billybuc. From a writer of your calibre that really is a big compliment :)

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      Bill Holland 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Wow! This is exceptional. You managed to grab the heart and tear it open and you did in with a minimum of words. Well done! This is writing at its best Anna!

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      Shauna L Bowling 4 years ago from Central Florida

      Great piece and I love the opening photo, Anna!

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Hi Audrey, I was trying to capture the injustice of the situation. Thankyou for reading and commenting :)

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      Audrey Howitt 4 years ago from California

      Really a well crafted piece Anna--and pulls at the emotions!