Pain Like No Other

Pain…like no other

Living–wrong side of the tracks.

Dirty and hungry;

Sunken eyes reveal sadness

Under shroud of filthy streets.

Urchins you call them,

Throwaways to be ignored,

Wastes of human flesh.

Where is your humanity?

They’re people like you and me

Children of this world

Worthy of our sympathy

Worthy of our love

You best take heed!

For one day it may be you

That is spit upon.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


8 thoughts on “Pain Like No Other

  1. It is very difficult to find artistic worth some times. Thank you for the push in the right direction. And your point in part is that I have received too many that I ignored, antagonized, side-stepped, or stepped on. Or maybe I stepped on the pushers. The do-gooders. Well.

  2. No matter what side of the tracks — or what country — people are still people and should be treated with respect. Great work to remind us of this.

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