The cry of a Grandmother

by Alanis   Sep 26, 2013


Speak child, speak for my words are stuck in my throat,
They cut out my soul and synthesize my dying heart.
Sing child, sing for me, this skeleton of a town needs
Inspiration, a spine for which faith can be built upon.
Cry child, cry for this bare town needs water, a season for
Growth and seeds of prosper.
Smile child, smile for me, I need a ray of sunshine to give
Me peace, a innocent heart to set me free.
Live child live, live to be free, think not of chains nor bondage
That should contain you.
Love child, love for me, fear not the consequences, nor sing for
Death.
Believe child, believe in me for I pray day and night for your
Salvation.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Redangelwings

    This title works so well here because I can see and hear your grandmother crying out to you. This poem is sad but I can see what you are saying here. Your grandmother wants you to live your life. The town you live in is tough and you or her are having a tough time. I can see that you love her dearly though. I think what she is saying to you that you are the growth and light in each life you touch.

    Your smile is a light in her life and I feel like she is crying to you on her death bed maybe. You are such a young child but your words are so powerful. It is sad that your grandmother is losing her life but you bring her such peace. You do want to be free I think as we all do. Don't let any chains hurt you or bring you down. Love for your life and be kind in your heart. You are so sweet. Pray for your loved one's and pray for yourself.

    I loved the message behind this poem though. You are such a kind heart and I would heed your grandmothers advice. Please don't change for anyone as you seem to be awesome the way you are. Loved this poem. 5/5

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