The man who begs,
Sits at the corner as usual,
watching the people pass him by.
The many faces seem the same,
Until that one day.
He notices in the distance,
A strange looking man up to no good.
He watches the man wait for the bus,
And as the man turns,
He catches a glimpse of a bomb,
Hidden like a kid in its mothers pouch.
The mute man runs to stop the bus, but he is to late.
No one hears the mute man,
He is hopeless.
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this is really good. i like how you use the mute man to describe the conflict. to me it seems like, with just one word, we could all do something and help
ReplyDeleteI think this is a very unique way to describe a suicide bombing. That one person who wants nothing but to help prevent the tragedy to come, has no possible way to communicate. This is like how we all shut out the world because we don't want to know the reality of true pain. The whole poem is like a metaphor shown through the man. The imagery is intense, wanting to know how it ends.
ReplyDeleteI really liked the comparison to a kid in its mothers pouch. It added to how the reader pictures the scene.
ReplyDeleteCrystal, I would be interested to hear from you, as the author, what the mute man could represent. This is such a unique perspective, and I think that the poem has many layers of meaning. I like the lines "The many faces seem the same" and "hidden like a kid in its mother's pouch." This last line has a positive connotation but is a negative action. I also like the word "hopeless" in the last line of the poem but am not sure that the mute man is what is hopeless...
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