He walks in the shadows
Hides from the world
A disfigured man
Alone and afraid
He did not ask to be this way
The events in his life just happened
Disfigured from an accidennt
Scared all over
Most look upon him as a freak
Most just pass by
The few friends he has
His only support
He is an outcast
Living on the street
Staying where others can’t see him
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Author:
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- Published: July 28th, 2025 07:36
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I hear in his silent footsteps the brave pulse of a heart that refuses to vanish in the dark.
His scars, born of accident and fear, are a testament not to freakishness but to fierce survival.
May we learn to see beyond the shadowed outline, offering kindness as the light he’s been denied.
How might our world transform if we greeted him not with recoil, but with the simple grace of true sight?
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Welcome Tony 🕊️🙏🏻
Sadly this is true for so many and it should never be, nicely written
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Tony, this is brief but powerful. You’ve drawn him with few strokes, but the image lingers…a soul caught between survival and invisibility. It’s heartbreaking how many live this truth...unseen, misjudged, still trying to hold on. Been there myself. You gave voice to the forgotten. 🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Thank you, dear friend!
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Good write T.
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There's a lot more of this about than many might imagine .. thanks for saying it as it really is .. Neville
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Aww, poor fellow! What a heartbreaking story. How perfectly rendered sans fancy trimmings, pougnantly wringing the heart with a touch of imagery to tidy it up. Thank you very much for sharing.
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Sad and tragic this poem speaks for the many homeless, the discarded, the mentally disturbed and the rejected. A compassionate and lonely write
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You are most welcome Tony
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