Watching

Body shattered

beyond repair

kicked, battered

bypassers stared

Good Samaritan

no longer exists

fear spreading

guardian’s a myth

Waiting to intervene

hesitatation

ruptured spleen

devastation

For myself, no respect

stood crying

cause and effect

my soul’s dying

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Ireland, IRL

Comments

...now I'll defect. I want

...now I'll defect. I want one more line somehow seub.
A most unusual and interesting poem this.

Love Ann.

thanks Ann don't know how to

thanks Ann don't know how to add to it hope u enjoyed all the best sueb x

I hope this isnt physical violence to you

I do hope it is just poetic license
REASSURE ME PLEASE

IF SO LOVELY WRITE

im fine french f but it came from seeing a teenager hit a child and we all stood around him hoping it would stop but noone intervened too afraid teenager was a traveller of about 6 foot and the child about 9 felt terrible afterwards i was in an abusive relationship when i was very young would never take that again as always thanks for your concern but again I write about anything not necessarily things happening the me hope your well have a great day all the best sue b x

thanks so much Lonnie glad u

thanks so much Lonnie glad u enjoyed cheers sueb x