Not giving up what does that really mean?
I thought as I watched her climb a flight of stairs
Why did she not ask for aid?
She barely walked
More like crawled up the endless staircase
Her single shaking foot took one step........ then another
Tears rimmed my eyes
As she tripped and fell on her face
Others looked on in scorn
Their gossiping lips curled in menacing smiles
Their laughed came to me as the sound of snakes
And their on looking faces looked like that of ogres
I watched in horror as the girl struggled to grab the railing
Her nose now covered in a strange red liquid
I dashed to her side
With a hanky in hand
She looked at me with determined tear-filled eyes
And continued forward forgetting my offer to help
I watched legs shaking, unable to breathe
What was this?
She reached the top of the stairs with heavy breaths
Nearly collapsing
She stumbled over to a table with a first aid kit on it
She then took it between her teeth and continued down the flight once again
She took nearly fifteen minutes to walk down twenty stairs
I stood tears drenching my face
Each second made my heart bleed
My legs barely supporting me
My thoughts yelling, silence those fools!
Who jeer at such an angel
Staggering she fell off the last step
On to her pretty little face
She lay there for a moment as if shackled to the floor
Why?
She crawled over to one of the mocking fools
And said these words
"I saw you cut your finger...
She said between pants
Please allow me to help you."
Everyone stopped the room was silent.
Except for her heavy breaths
I darted over to her side
Gathering her up in my arms and cried out
"How dare you all!
This angel offered you nothing but her care and tears
She wallowed in shame and endeared your jeers
Why my sweet child did you do something like this?
For this horrible bunch, who cared nothing for you?"
She replied with no shame
"I did it for His Name!
For He did the same!"
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Invisible Ink
PoetryMy random poetry that expresses my thoughts feelings and experiences. Many of these poems reflect some of the darker times in my life while others celebrate how blessed I have found myself to be. However quite a few of these are not about me. I have...