Wounded Soul

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I rescued a wounded goose from a nearby park and drove it to the Coulee Region Humane Society in hopes of saving it. Unfortunately, the wound had happened in the spring; thus, the broken wing had calcified beyond repair. The wounded soul had to be put to sleep, but at least it would no longer suffer. I wrote this poem for the wounded goose and all the wounded souls out there...me included.

Wounded Soul

 

Fate has cast a mighty blow
  for the wounded
    the discarded
     the one-winged

Having to contemplate
  life alone
fending for self
  in a hostile environment

With obstacles to overcome
  while struggling to survive
amongst the brutal forces
  of not just nature
but that of society
  that of fellow flock
    turned foe

Save for a few friendlies
  wanting to rescue
the unfortunate cast off
  to ease its suffering
  to stop the cruelties
encountered and endured
  by the wounded soul

 

 

 

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Insideme commented on Wounded Soul

02-22-2011

This is a true example of poetry. Unfortunately too often in life there are those who feel like we as people should be put down if wounded or not like others but I see that as wasted potential because there is always good to come from our wounds.

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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Wounded Soul 1
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