Unforgiven and Forgotten

dedicated to all those who have ever felt pain or sorrow

Unforgiven and Forgotten-
by sanctimonious parents
full of condemnation
void of grace,
knelt an unwed pregnant teen...
next to a make-shift altar,
painfully praying for acceptance.

Unforgiven and Forgotten-
by children of accomplishment
overflowing with pampered vanity
meager in generosity,
stood a scorned, poverty-stricken mother...
in front of a picture of Jesus,
painfully praying for acceptance.

In a hospital
where the voice of compassion speaks
and unadulterated humility reigns,
gathered a mercenary family of strangers...
some worked saving the preemie Baby Grace,
the others ambition a pauper stroke victim.
Each hitching a ride on angels wings
no longer

Unforgiven and Forgotten



Author's Note:

This is a "flashback" sequel to my poem Fragile and Alone set in an old apartment building. Baby Grace neglected and always left alone in her cradle lived on the second floor(laying on her back she was always looking up), and the elderly pauper lady who lived on the top floor (abandoned by her rich & pampered children too busy with their careers) who sits in here rocking chair dejected and always looking down at the floor (which is the ceiling of Baby Grace: catch the image here). Anyway...in that poem some have asked me how did they get to the point of being alone in the dire circumstances they did. I thought long and hard about how I envisioned then when I wrote the first poem Fragile and Alone set to this same tempo. This was my take on how they ended up there. Sadly this is true in our society; although, to some of us it is hard to understand. We can't change families. Yet we can help to change the world one person at at time when we allow ourselves to see these things and make the conscious choice to get involved and do "what we can". Hope you enjoy this one as much as Fragile and Alone. Blessings!!!