This poem was written during a dark period in my life. It’s about having ever door of opportunity shut in your face. No one to turn to in your time of need, and people with no compassion to help. Basically feeling alone, lost, and depressed.

If I was broken and defeated by life’s many challenges…would

you help me?

If I had reached the lowest point, where it was a point of no

return…would you help me?

If I had no more than a few measly pennies to my

name…..would you help me?

If I lacked the necessities of food and I told you I was hungry…

would you help me?

I’ve heard it all before, if you need anything, I’m just a phone

call away.

Where were you when I was starving for more than three days.

If I knock on your door, you would swear I was asking for a handout,

If I was hungry, I know better than to ask you without a doubt.

I’ve been there, and had to humble myself and ask strangers for

help,

While they look at you as if you are merely low class,

Here’s a dollar, I’ll give it too you even though you can’t

purchase a water filled glass.

On the outside, I am well put together.

My clothes are ironed and pressed;

my fragrance smells oh, so sweet.

Would it matter to you if I haven’t been able to purchase shoes

to place on my feet.

What if I told you, I can work, I want to work, I love to work,

But for me I am prone to being sabotaged,

I’ve been hired by people who employ a smile as if it were

camouflage.

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