Money For a Broken Soul

by sweet_rebellion   Jul 16, 2007


I had recently went to Chicago for a birthday party and I have tried to write a poem about my feelings for the poor people I saw living on the streets. My heart jumps out to them. If anyone out there has ever had to live like that, I would like to say that there are people out in this world that truly care. I being one of them. I pledge that when I get out on my own I will try my hardest to do whatever it takes to help the homeless. People should NEVER have to live like that, especially in America. I hope to change the world someday. Even if I have to do it one person at a time.

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as i keep walking
they sit and stare
begging for my pity

they're slowly fading
eyes glazed with pain
prisoners of the city

they shake their cups
"Please spare some change!
...for all I have are hunger pains"

I feel the hurt
inside my heart
the way they look at me
gives my tears a jumpstart

if i had all the money
to do with what i please
i'd make sure they had a bite to eat
to put their broken souls at ease

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  • 17 years ago

    by TamborineMan

    Interesting topic... grammatically it's very sound, but some tense issues distract from the poem as well as some lingering vocabulary. I think it could improve quite a bit with some revision.

    My first suggestion, and strongest, is to switch to present tense for the majority of the poem (obviously you can't with the last stanza). Present tense will place the reader in the moment and allow them to connect that much more to your writing. example: instead of "as I keep walking" switch to "as I walk" - you could even expand the line for more feel: "as I walk the streets" and so on

    line 2: I know you covered this in the introduction, but you need to introduce your main topic, 'the homeless' and you can't do that with a generic 'they.' You have to locate the reader and connect with them as soon as possible. Don't worry about increasing the lenght of the line

    stanza 3, line 3: sentence structure is a bit verbose... especially for the subject matter. Consider revising (ex. "to loosen the weight of these hunger pains" (heh I dunno))

    stanza 4, line 1: 'feel' is overused and non-descriptive. consider replacing with another word.

    stanza 4, line 4: 'jumpstart' doesn't flow well with the tone of the rest of the poem. Don't sacrifice substance for rhyme scheme.

    stanza 4, line 3: 'make sure' - overused. Rewrite.

    stanza 4, line 4: 'put' - once again, bland and un-descriptive. You can achieve the same message using wording that evokes more of an emotional response from the reader.

    These are all just suggestions to refine the poem... Though I tried to keep them as objective as possible. You made mention that you write to express your own emotions. Since I've joined this forum I've heard the idea that many writers are against 'polishing' their work because they write what they feel and that should be well enough. It's not. Simply put, poetry is art and art requires refinement. Attention to detail will lead to improvement and you will soon be able to write precisely what you feel on a much more mature and compelling level (without having to sacrifice the raw emotion you initially felt when writing it). Good Luck, and I hope you find this helpful.

  • 17 years ago

    by sweet_rebellion

    Sometimes you also have to be careful. There has been times where people have come up to us and asked for money for the homeless and I offered him two dollars and my friends offered him money also and he completely rejected it and asked for bigger bills and we had our money in our hand and he ended up taking..well stealing... 25 dollars from us. Some people just try to get money even if they are homeless or not so you have to be careful not to letyour money go to the wrong hands.

  • 17 years ago

    by Emma

    It makes me want to cry. It also makes me feel very guilty when I think of the times I've ignored the homeless people who tried to sell me a Big Issue on the street, or stood up on the train and asked for a pound. Next time I'm asked, I'll remember this poem and hopefully I'll do the right thing.