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[aid] => Mick
[title] => When My Parents Died
[time] => 2002-12-02 10:00:00
[hometext] => tragic poem about my child hood losing my parents
[bodytext] => It was cold and dark that night,
not remember much from that not so uplifting flight.
The rain was hard, and the wind was strong.
My parents stood before me, proving the world wrong.
We were becoming refugees, me, my mum, and my dad,
fledging a country for America, for harmony, peace, and love, which we all once had.
I don’t remember much, be as I was only four,
but the things I do remember, make me tremble at the site of a shore.
My mum put me aside a rock, and told me to look away.
But I stared in horror, as a man fired, and my parents pray.
They fell before me, their eyes open, in fear and sudden death.
That was the last they took of breath.
I gasped in horror, but I did not look away, and I did not cry.
I trembled in cold, as I saw my parents die.
The man laughed and left my parents where they lied,
but I tried to help them, I tried...
I could not bear the pain, I did not sleep that night,
at the fear of losing them went they were out of sight.
Now you must understand, I was only a child,
and now, all I can remember, was that my parents smiled.
Not when they died, but when they told me of my future with hope,
I was going to grow up and be free, and I was going to cope.
But that night of horror, of rain in my face,
they fell before me like the sudden death, without any grace.
The thunder had struck as the gun was blown,
and the lightening led my eyes to the truth, of me being alone.
I didn't sleep that night, and when I did,
I was asleep, behind a big rock, and hid.
But a woman found me; a kind one she was,
and she helped me out, like every good woman does.
Like once before, my mum helped her,
but why I do not know, it was a sudden blur.
We buried my parents, and said good-bye,
and, that morning, staring at the sun, I never did once ask 'Why?'
We boarded a plane,
and reached America, where I felt I became insane.
I lived with that woman till I was of ten,
then she died in her bed, and I was sent to a foster home with her son, Ben.
I stayed there a year, awaiting my death,
until one day, they came, and I took a breath.
They smiled, and took me home, and showed me my room.
I sat there all day and night, and felt that I am now at my doom.
I wasn’t happy, nor was I sad,
but I surely was halfway annoyed, and pretty much mad.
I didn’t like these people, and I still don’t today.
My parents were cool, and the lady reminded me of a Faye.
My new sisters were to obsess with their selves,
and I was bored, and began to think I was talking to elves!
For three months I sat, in my little box,
I waited, and waited, and got bored of waiting, and broke all their locks.
I was a bad kid, and was sent away.
It was for a month, and a day.
My parents were gone,
and I was all alone, and they reminded me of spawn.
Nothing to do, nothing to see,
all that time, I wanted to flea.
But then I met someone, a human by will,
it was a sudden thrill.
I was no longer bored,
and we did everything we could afford.
I didn’t care as I got older that my parents died,
It ran past my mind, and went to hide.
Just like I did as a kid,
something that night, I only did.
When my parents’ lives ended,
that night wasn’t splendid.
I thought that was it for me,
and that night, I could see.
Things were going to be the same;
I would live my life with shame.
But today I stand,
tall and strong, and on this free land.
This is what my parented wanted all along,
and they finally got what they wished for so long.
When my parents died,
it wasn’t the end, as now I realize with pride.
It was the beginning of a new adventure and story,
with hope, freedom and glory.
But America isn’t like my parents had thought,
Death comes so close and near, and love is bought.
They believed it a world of dreams,
but it’s a world of screams.
I get knocked in the head,
and I fall of the bed.
So many people die,
and here, death, you can’t defy.
But with my parents it didn’t matter,
this poem is getting cheesy and badder…
So I’ll end here,
for this is where it ends or dear.
I told me story, of how I became living as an Australian to an American,
and here is the worthy plan.
They told me once, that I could only remember now,
live your life with no lies, and don’t ask how.
And have the happiest of happiest, just being yourself, without one lie,
And live a day or two, not carrying for once, and don’t god ask why!
So I leave you now,
Go think a bit and be sure to say “WOW!”
And be glad that you are you,
and I am I too!
Crappy huh?
Or cheesy? Duh?
Oh well, forget this all,
and go to the mall.
And have a boring day,
and hey!
Farewell tonight,
and I am out of sight.
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When My Parents Died
Contributed by
frickinflamer
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Monday, 2nd December 2002 @ 10:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
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It was cold and dark that night,
not remember much from that not so uplifting flight.
The rain was hard, and the wind was strong.
My parents stood before me, proving the world wrong.
We were becoming refugees, me, my mum, and my dad,
fledging a country for America, for harmony, peace, and love, which we all once had.
I don’t remember much, be as I was only four,
but the things I do remember, make me tremble at the site of a shore.
My mum put me aside a rock, and told me to look away.
But I stared in horror, as a man fired, and my parents pray.
They fell before me, their eyes open, in fear and sudden death.
That was the last they took of breath.
I gasped in horror, but I did not look away, and I did not cry.
I trembled in cold, as I saw my parents die.
The man laughed and left my parents where they lied,
but I tried to help them, I tried...
I could not bear the pain, I did not sleep that night,
at the fear of losing them went they were out of sight.
Now you must understand, I was only a child,
and now, all I can remember, was that my parents smiled.
Not when they died, but when they told me of my future with hope,
I was going to grow up and be free, and I was going to cope.
But that night of horror, of rain in my face,
they fell before me like the sudden death, without any grace.
The thunder had struck as the gun was blown,
and the lightening led my eyes to the truth, of me being alone.
I didn't sleep that night, and when I did,
I was asleep, behind a big rock, and hid.
But a woman found me; a kind one she was,
and she helped me out, like every good woman does.
Like once before, my mum helped her,
but why I do not know, it was a sudden blur.
We buried my parents, and said good-bye,
and, that morning, staring at the sun, I never did once ask 'Why?'
We boarded a plane,
and reached America, where I felt I became insane.
I lived with that woman till I was of ten,
then she died in her bed, and I was sent to a foster home with her son, Ben.
I stayed there a year, awaiting my death,
until one day, they came, and I took a breath.
They smiled, and took me home, and showed me my room.
I sat there all day and night, and felt that I am now at my doom.
I wasn’t happy, nor was I sad,
but I surely was halfway annoyed, and pretty much mad.
I didn’t like these people, and I still don’t today.
My parents were cool, and the lady reminded me of a Faye.
My new sisters were to obsess with their selves,
and I was bored, and began to think I was talking to elves!
For three months I sat, in my little box,
I waited, and waited, and got bored of waiting, and broke all their locks.
I was a bad kid, and was sent away.
It was for a month, and a day.
My parents were gone,
and I was all alone, and they reminded me of spawn.
Nothing to do, nothing to see,
all that time, I wanted to flea.
But then I met someone, a human by will,
it was a sudden thrill.
I was no longer bored,
and we did everything we could afford.
I didn’t care as I got older that my parents died,
It ran past my mind, and went to hide.
Just like I did as a kid,
something that night, I only did.
When my parents’ lives ended,
that night wasn’t splendid.
I thought that was it for me,
and that night, I could see.
Things were going to be the same;
I would live my life with shame.
But today I stand,
tall and strong, and on this free land.
This is what my parented wanted all along,
and they finally got what they wished for so long.
When my parents died,
it wasn’t the end, as now I realize with pride.
It was the beginning of a new adventure and story,
with hope, freedom and glory.
But America isn’t like my parents had thought,
Death comes so close and near, and love is bought.
They believed it a world of dreams,
but it’s a world of screams.
I get knocked in the head,
and I fall of the bed.
So many people die,
and here, death, you can’t defy.
But with my parents it didn’t matter,
this poem is getting cheesy and badder…
So I’ll end here,
for this is where it ends or dear.
I told me story, of how I became living as an Australian to an American,
and here is the worthy plan.
They told me once, that I could only remember now,
live your life with no lies, and don’t ask how.
And have the happiest of happiest, just being yourself, without one lie,
And live a day or two, not carrying for once, and don’t god ask why!
So I leave you now,
Go think a bit and be sure to say “WOW!”
And be glad that you are you,
and I am I too!
Crappy huh?
Or cheesy? Duh?
Oh well, forget this all,
and go to the mall.
And have a boring day,
and hey!
Farewell tonight,
and I am out of sight.
Copyright ©
frickinflamer
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Re: When My Parents Died
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by frozensuicide on
Monday, 2nd December 2002 @ 12:53:53 PM AEST
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must have been terrible huh? but ya know what? you got through it and your still getting through it! would say sorry ,but you dont beleive in that so... i wont. well, tootaloo loser! love ya!
hug a moose! |
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by cryingonmyporch on
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its wrong to loose someone who you should spend your whole life trying to figure out. Obviously your doing well!
Always
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by DistortedSuicide on
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| I'm here if ya need to talk...bye love |
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by Former_Member on
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| this poem didnt get boring and cheesy at all...im sorry for ur loss...u can always talk to me...im here for u |
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by Live2Die on
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| Nice. I llike it alot...I'd say sorry for the horrible experiences, but your strong, and don't need it. =) |
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by rubytears on
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it was great why do think it was cheesy?
*_* i see no cheddar or swiss
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by white_tiger on
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oh!!! im so sorry...woops! -cover mouth- anyway, ur soo brave to go through with somwthing lyk that. I'm an australian and im glad im one....im here to talk if u need it!!!
huggs and keep smiling
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by white_tiger on
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oh!!! im so sorry...woops! -cover mouth- anyway, ur soo brave to go through with somwthing lyk that. I'm an australian and im glad im one....im here to talk if u need it!!!
huggs and keep smiling
roopa |
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by Archie on
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| Ouch, but atleast you got your thoughts out |
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by Butterflygirl40 on
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IM sorry for your lost! and what you went
threw but you maded it threw. and know you are doing good. this was a very good poem.
and i didnt see nothing wrong with it..
take care:) if you ever need to talk i am here for you.
hugssssss butterflygirl40 |
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by spazz911 on
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saying sry sounds superficial.... you are probabaly not the same person you would have been if your parents had not died.... if tragedy is real, then i believe only a true poet can face it and show its reality....
live
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| That was really touching. Good luck to you in your future. Really, you need no luck, you have it all. That really insipired me. Thank you. |
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| I think ur poem is amazing and i think that it is the most inspirational thing that i have ever read! It has come striaght from your heart and it is pure not tainted! I think that it is amazing how you can write about ur experience! You make everything seem clear! |
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| interesting reactions |
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by candysears on
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This is written well but please for your
Peace of mind talk with someone
get all the angry and hurt out
Get some help
God bless ya |
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by inoc on
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You poor thing...
It is a sad poem
I hope life is better now as you wrote this in 2002
But memories that you went through must be so cruel
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Re: When My Parents Died
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 11th October 2005 @ 03:40:36 AM AEST
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youre not alone...
he cares for you...
youre never alone...
he died for you...
you just need hope...
he will never leave you...
you just need to trust...
he will never forsake you...
you just need to see...
he was always there...
you just need to know...
he will always love you...
you need a hug...
he opens his arms...
you need his love...
he is your daddy...
this just kinda spilled out.. i hope it helps. may the Lord our Father bless you.. and may you meet with your parents who you love again. they are with him. run to him.
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by AmishGuy222000 on
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| That is a long and influential story.. its things like those that make a person. Good job. |
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by AnOreo on
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| Great, and not cheesy at all. That was very well writen. |
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| This was written very well. It wasn't cheesy at all. I'm sorry for your loss. |
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by Infamous on
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| great poem! |
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by Elite on
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| i was there...man your writing was so good that i felt like i stood right there with u! |
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Phenomenal, I was there with you...all the way... and in fact I feel your pain for I too lost my parents at an early age and I dare not ever speak about it because it hurts me still.
WoW, I can't believe that poem is the best poem I've read up to date you've definately got much talent. Have you ever thought about writing a book? If you haven't you should consider it because you are definately a phenomenal writer and I would definately be there to buy every one of your books! Your pain reminds me so much of the way I felt when I first lost my parents and it is so insiring to read something so painful, but so full of reality and truth..
Always remember everything happens for a reason...
Much love and happiness, you've definately got a friend here and a fan!
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by jono on
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I can't imagine my parents dying I couldn't read that
well done
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I feel no remorse in beleiving that not only was your poem poorly written but it was crap. I'm sorry about your parents but i just didn't think that because your parents died i should type that is was great when i don't beleive it was. Not at all. I hope you get over it one day and that you live a happy life.
Yours faithfully
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by cocobeware on
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| i commend you for writing what you feel tolet it all out |
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by Saloni on
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| this poem really made me cry..!! tc |
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by Former_Member on
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| This is such a sad and beautiful poem. Keep up the good work! |
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very touchy poem i liked it
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by Smartie on
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It takes a lot to put a tear in my eye...and this one really did do that...it's just simply amazing....
Smartie |
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The first few stanzas really touched my heart and made me cry. Lovely poem.
Dom |
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| Sad, yet interesting write. It seems your coping with well though. |
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Appriciate life and don't take it for granted, huh? Love yourself for you and love me for me.
Thanks for sharing this poem...it was touching and moving and helped me see that it doesn't matter who you are, where you're from, or what you think...we're all people and we all have things to cry about and things to be thankful for.
I'm glad you shared this experiance. It makes me appriciate the family I have and the people I know. |
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| simply wonderfful. im sorry for what you went through, you have obviously handled it beautifully. but that doesn't make it any less hard. god bless you, and keep writing-great stuff :) |
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