Slave To Rhyme

Poetry by Lora Frikken

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Sunday, January 04, 2004

Can You See Me?

Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!
It’s me! Can you see me?

A child calling out for attention.
A youth looking for dimension.
A woman filled with apprehension.
A life needing intervention.

Yes, I see...clearly, now:

Some children need more attention
than others,
Constant guidance, acknowledgment,
understanding mothers.
Someone to teach and instruct,
someone who cares,
Wanting to spend time, not judge;
a father who is there.

Too many young people are searching
for their place,
Needing a helping hand, yet looked upon
with disgrace.
Who will look into each lost youth’s
empty stare?
Who will find the frightened child
hiding in there?

So many women, living, loving,
yet alone,
Taught to be everything, having
nothing of their own.
Searching for a place where love
equals concern;
Who will help them find an end
to their constant sojourn?

There is a place for each of us
in this life,
Enough room in our hearts to end
any strife;
Look into the eyes of each soul,
old and new;
Find their child within and tell them,
“I do care...and I see you!”

Lora Frikken ~ 1-4-04

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