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Sense of Belonging

September 26, 2015
By transpiringbirrd BRONZE, Tipp City, Ohio
transpiringbirrd BRONZE, Tipp City, Ohio
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go, go, never stop,

like the river rushing.
i am the river;
passing through
Hard hands and
Clenched fists.
please help me belong,
somewhere safe
and where there is no wrong.
i whisper:
i’m okay, i’m okay,
there’s a warm blooded creature,
a caring teacher
who calls me honey
and feeds me words of kindness.
I know I'm loved
But I now must go.
Too hurried to stay
And too young to say no.


The author's comments:

Whilst reading Huckleberry Finn for literature class I was deeply moved by this young boy who was voiceless and abused but tried so desperately to be good and compassionate to others. Like the river, Huck canoed upon, he was constantly on the move, rushing to find safety for him and a runaway slave in the midst of con artists, family feuds, and slavery.


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