Help for the Hopeless

Years ago, I worked with people
On the brink of suicide;
We went through six months of training
So to be a helpful guide

To the desperate people calling
To the hot line where I’d be;
Late at night or holidays or
Whenever they needed me

I heard people being beaten;
I heard desperate women say
They’d no gifts to give their children
On a rainy Christmas day

I know what it’s like to be there.
You can’t go on anymore;
Life seems meaningless and empty
With no future hope in store

But each life is different, special;
We all have a gift unique
But within depression’s madness
There seems nothing more to seek

So if circumstance was different
And all time I had to give;
I’d go try to help these people
See
There’s still
Good life
To live

= = = = = > Prompt

Blogger With a Cause

If your day to day responsibilities were taken care of and you could throw yourself completely behind a cause, what would it be?

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9 Thoughts to “Help for the Hopeless

  1. Beautiful, beautiful poem, thank you for sharing! As for the prompt, what would my cause be? So hard, there are so many causes I believe in (mental illness, cancer, ending hunger, etc). I think, if I could, I would see about teaching my daughter and my son to grow food that we can then give to the local homeless and food donation centers. Not only teaching my children the beauty of the cycle of growing something and the connection we can have with the earth, but also giving that food to someone who doesn’t have it, and combating hunger. I know how horrible it is to be hungry, and if we can do something to prevent that, and the stigma that comes with those who are hungry, all the better.

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