Trapped

July 14, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

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iron prongs that cover you
can my arms reach
in-between the twisted steel
to grasp your pain
I gladly take it unto me
for this is what I do
to seize your feelings of lowliness
run with how you feel – to comfort you
so you may return

for you are trapped
your voice echos with sorrow
in my restless sleep
I shall untwist you – bend the steel
so you have no more suffering
a life not held, within yourself
your smile I long to see
and not your tears

Let me slash my hands
cast your barbed wire to the ground
to rid you of despair
absorb your hurt, I’d lay my life
entwine myself – in barbs
bleed the pain away, I would
if I could
set you free

To those that suffer pain

May 6, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

For Shaun from http://prayingforoneday.wordpress.com

and for all of those who experience pain as part of their every day life.

Days of darkness silent stares
transfixed on rain
through foggy window
wondering if there

shall be a brighter tomorrow
a time without….the need for pills
a brighter year ahead
less painful than the last

thoughts of why
this happens… what brought
suffering to you, I have no explanation
no words of comfort can be sought

but let me say these words
as a friend to a fellow friend
maintain courage..keep up the fight
you will not break…. but only bend

gather strength from people everywhere
that …. one day your pain will cease
and there will be another chapter
and in that you will find peace

There has to be an end

January 18, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum


I wrote this because of my love for dogs and the cruelty they endure at the hand of man.

Stick cracks hard across my back
hunger, taunted, teased
caged without affection
never knowing what love is

mankind your cruelty
will not be discharged
you starve my needs
my hate augments
as I witness
others feed

you yell and kick and spit on me
as I lay quiet and cringing
on the ground
I want to please that’s all I know
explain the wrongs I’ve done

humiliation, lack of worth have I
the life not born to lead
don’t pit me against my adversary
this is what I silently plea

my limbs are weak
my body writhes each day
in pain, battle-scarred, agony
let me sleep
to not wake up again

I beg you stop this
‘game’

bets are laid I’m dragged outside
the sunlight hurts my eyes
I have so much hate
churning through me
hate I cannot hide

laughter heard from men that stand
and taunt and scream the word ‘kill’
please don’t let me continue this
stop me now, I will

be the dog that you could love
not filled with animosity
I was born to love
give pleasure to the one
that owned and comforted me

I pace the ring do as I’m told
like a boxer ready for the fight
the other lurches teeth in my neck
latches on with all his mite

I beg you stop this
game

my blood pours and hits the ground
each droplet make men roar
I fight only to defend, relieve me
of this now

Wounds are left to heal alone
sores infest blood dried on skin
lick my cuts to try and heal
ready for the next battle

What pleasure can be found
in this ‘sport’ this blood thirst act
I struggle, don’t understand
as you witness, laugh, applaud
who will be the last to stand

Man is cruel I’ve learnt through time
to continue this atrocious game
I just want love and to be held
I will never be the same

Please Let Us Try to Stop Dog – Fighting A useless, senseless and disgusting act by the most cruelest of men, for their pleasure, for a bet … just to see a dog pulling another to shreds….

Battling Alone

January 17, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

This one is just me…listening to music – no form or structure.

Betrayed she was
her heart
twas that of gold
nev’r a fine lass would you find
on dis eart’
he shamed her that he did
he ran off wid another
left a broken soul

she was left alone
to suffer
to plough the soil
to tend to crops
alone in dis world

a youngen she then bore
brought it life without a da
worked as cleaner
for coin to feed the poor
wee lad, hardship she
faced, no ‘elp from anyone
old before her time she is
battlin’ and providin’
for the little one
battlin’ the best she can

if only I could give her more….