THE OUTCAST

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THE OUTCAST
(POEM BY JANANIE.K)

DENTS DISTORT HIS DARK FACE
HIS SMALL DARK EYES LURCH FORWARD AND BACK
EYEING SPECIMENS OF THE HUMAN RACE
WHO HAVE ALIENATED HIM FROM THEIR PACK.

NO FAMILY HAS HE KNOWN
NO FRIEND
HIS MIND IS OBLIVIOUS TO THE CRUELTY
OF THE DARK AND LOOMING FIEND-
SOCIETY!

HIS STUNTED GROWTH AND UGLY FACE
WAS A SHAME TO THE HUMAN RACE
THEREFORE ABANDONED WAS HE AS A CHILD
BY HIS FAMILY AND FRIENDS LEFT TO GROW WILD.

NOW HE WATCHES WITH PLEADING EYES
THE STONY FACED PASSERS BY
IMPLORING FOR A PIECE OF BREAD
TO HAVE HIS DAYS OLD HUNGER FED.

AS THE SUN SETS AND DARKNESS SPREADS,
HE ROAMS THE DIRTY STREETS HOPING TO FIND
STALE BITS OF FOOD LEFT BEHIND.

OUTCAST IS HE BY SOCIETY
DUE TO HIS DREADFUL AND DISFIGURED APPEARANCE.
BUT IF ANYTHING IN THIS WORLD DISFIGURED BE....
IT IS THE MINDS AND HEARTS OF YOU AND ME
WHO ARE BOUND AND MANACLED WITHOUT A CHOICE
WITH NO WILL TO RAISE OUR VOICE,
BREAK THE FETTERS BINDING US TO SOCIETY
AND SET BOTH HIM AND OURSELVES FREE.

JANANIE.K, AGE:17, CONTACT: jananie001@rediffmail.com
Reviews and comments requested
Posted 06/01/2002

Ryan

Poem by Abby E.

Morning son on his face,

pounding rhythmic waves

on the distant shore.

Birds take flight

towards dunes of dew--

a day born anew,

the same routine

the familiar walk

the melody of dawn

and the joy of two.

All alone he walks,

two footprints, never alone--

the vision before him

and the one beside him.

Abby E., age 17, contact happytrails2u@ccountry.net

SEPARATION

The thought of your separation stings,
but still, everywhere I look for your imprints.
And when I walk alone on those very roads,
I try and search for your footprints.
The happy days are bygone, and
So has the spring, leaving me alone.
And I kiss these dry leaves hoping that,
You might have touched them, when alone.
Days are bearable,
But what about nights.
When the isolation reaches its height,
And the loneliness runs to bite.
Oh my love, For years on a stretch now.
I cannot see you, I cannot hear you.
But still I can feel you.
And I know you'll be there, when I need you.

NAME:- GAUTAM SHAHI
AGE:- 16 YEARS
CONTACT:- shahigautam_64@rediffmail.com
Copyright 2002 Gautam Shahi
Reviews and comments requested
Posted 06/01/2002