A Cop Out

A Cop Out short poem

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I saw him rummaging in the bin.
He looked so dirty and awfully thin.

Half clothed for this foul weather.
Holes in his shoes made of leather.

I walked on by trying not to stare.
Was it hunger that brought him there?

This vision stayed with me for days to come.
Should I have offered him food and a home?

It’s all too easy to walk on by.
Just in case we offend, now that be a lie.

It’s our cop out
line.

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I love writing and reading poems, not so much the classics these days but knew fresh stuff I find that exciting. New styles and new ideas. Some people paint, or write books or do crafts to get the inside out, me I do poetry and read the inside of folk I love to write fun and nature poems the best though.
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ratnaprabha raykar
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such honesty!Its my experience too.your poem made me own up, me ,shirking any responsibility towards the downtrodden

Rob J Mann
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We don’t have time to investigate the life stories of others, so we make a judgement based on a snapshot of their lives. Only in retrospect do we feel guilt, for there but for the grace of God……

Akhtar Jawad
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It’s a heart touching poem. It’s a common sight in underdeveloped countries like Pakistan but I never thought it happens in developed countries, too. The poetess has painted a very impressive picture.

Darren Scanlon
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Hi Johanna.

There are so many poor souls like this one all around us. Sometimes we done even see them or know they are there. Such a tragedy that they may all have had great lives before some tragedy threw them into the gutter of life.

When you get a minute, have a look at my COLD RAIN poem, it explores this very issue in depth.

Nicely done!

D.

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