Another Mans Hell

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Another Mans Hell

Tonight while I was walking
I passed a house where I once dwelled
and outside of my precious place,
to another man, it was Hell.
He sat with his hands warming
by a fire he had made
praying to the Lord above
for better , brighter days.
I couldn't help but wonder
which road in life he took
and as I passed, I couldn't help
but to take another look.
When I got home I realized
how selfish I had been.
I never knew how much I had
until tonight when I saw him.

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BlackButterfly1 commented on Another Mans Hell

07-07-2010

I think we all have this epiphany at some point or another. I like the way you describe your experience.

The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

ria1298’s Poems (28)

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The Truth 3
Reminiscing 1
ENTOMBED 0
In My Head 0
Another Mans Hell 1
Which Way 1
FALL 0
Love Un-said 2
Lost In A Dream 0
NOWHERE 0
Boxed In 0
DESPAIR 0
Our Story 0
Awakening 3
Once In My Life 2
Memories 2
Missing You 0
SHAME 0
A Precious Wish 0
DAD 0
It Was Just A Dream 0
Happy Birthday 1
BABIES 0
Thoughts 1
Mirage 0
Faith In You 0
My Everything 2
LOST 1