tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post211743996445223665..comments2024-03-27T13:48:27.538+00:00Comments on HyperCRYPTICal: InvisiblehyperCRYPTICalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-19805943832178437442016-11-22T23:25:30.459+00:002016-11-22T23:25:30.459+00:00As you say, Anna, unless someone has experienced p...As you say, Anna, unless someone has experienced poverty it is difficult to understand it and brush it aside with a "well, why don't they get job?" comment... Unfortunately even in the rich, Western-type nations this day and age poverty is a reality that most in the population do not see because they choose not to see it. I am doing some volunteer work and what is out there and "Invisible" is truly frightening. Even more frightening is that the rich keep getting richer...Intellibloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04262938291462934103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-19167361976929733962016-11-22T09:17:17.373+00:002016-11-22T09:17:17.373+00:00That is such a powerful and upsetting image, Anna,...That is such a powerful and upsetting image, Anna, the bread green with mould. I remember being so poor that every penny mattered. But at least there was regular money coming in, it was just the cost of housing was so huge that it was a challenge to find the money to feed us and pay bills. But I was never at the stage of the two slices of bread, and for that I am thankful. Jenny Woolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16881781466502273314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-29870438296576714552016-11-19T03:34:04.966+00:002016-11-19T03:34:04.966+00:00You certainly bring home the helplessness of pover...You certainly bring home the helplessness of poverty. I have never been to the point where I have only had moldy bread but in the last three years have struggled as a single parent. I understand feeling shame but now I don't think it is me or anyone else who finds themselves in a situation of poverty who should feel ashamed it is the ones who try to make you feel that way who should. One thing I know now is everyone is only a breath away from such circumstances and compassion for your fellow human beings costs nothing and material things don't keep you warm at night or in your heart. I thank you for this heart felt poem and I am glad you reached the other side. Great writing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-85694602205711996352016-11-19T00:32:38.877+00:002016-11-19T00:32:38.877+00:00How can we understand poverty unless
we have lived...How can we understand poverty unless<br />we have lived through it ourselves? <br /><br />Very true Anna! One can never know the real thing unless having experienced the difficulties! But it makes one stronger!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-46217038770967407362016-11-18T19:57:11.411+00:002016-11-18T19:57:11.411+00:00The fact that so much money is spent on foreign ai...The fact that so much money is spent on foreign aid instead of hungry children is beyond my comprehension. I didn't really realize our family was poor until I was an adult. At times things were tough in our household but I never remember going hungry but I do remember the feeling of great shame. Very well done, Anna.Gayle Walters Rosenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-33737726438857100432016-11-18T18:59:56.351+00:002016-11-18T18:59:56.351+00:00What i sensed most, both in your poem and your com...What i sensed most, both in your poem and your commentary is the shame... asking for help sounds as bad as it can be... I have been blessed of never been really poor, though growing up feeling having less, mostly due to my father's "priorities", I do recall the shame... But after all black pudding is better than moldy bread. brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-61307946648341013912016-11-18T18:25:24.175+00:002016-11-18T18:25:24.175+00:00So very well written. We were poor in my childhood...So very well written. We were poor in my childhood but never this level of poverty. I am thankful to my grandparents for making that so.Debi Swimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08255928985823418669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-35701754872085495952016-11-18T16:14:36.048+00:002016-11-18T16:14:36.048+00:00I understand the dirt and shame of poverty...the t...I understand the dirt and shame of poverty...the turned face from all unclean...to many children are going without proper food and learning...why must we ask ourselves while a society idealizes false reality...bkmsigned...bkmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03558304976280070986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-62514509349555207582016-11-18T15:38:54.011+00:002016-11-18T15:38:54.011+00:00I'm glad you found a way through, too.
Matthew...I'm glad you found a way through, too.<br />Matthew Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-32666420223238762712016-11-18T13:28:30.375+00:002016-11-18T13:28:30.375+00:00I can't claim the same experience, but I have ...I can't claim the same experience, but I have had to use food panties on several occasions. There is no reason for hunger to exist anywhere on the planet.Brianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00317010351235597864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-56312763466897867862016-11-18T05:24:37.010+00:002016-11-18T05:24:37.010+00:00Your commentary is as poignant as your poem! I th...Your commentary is as poignant as your poem! I think one reason elections turned out the way they did in the USA is because of the "invisible" rural areas and the inner city poor ... I can only hope hungry bellies and jobless people will be rewarded for their faith in change... time will tell. Again, what a powerful write. Well penned!Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-29599543956888761352016-11-18T02:35:32.465+00:002016-11-18T02:35:32.465+00:00I work with the invisible hungry and felt every li...I work with the invisible hungry and felt every line of this. I too have known hunger but it was only mine and not that of a loved one. A very brave and honest write.tonispencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04200564195675794747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-81386495545082834262016-11-18T01:29:12.829+00:002016-11-18T01:29:12.829+00:00The world is a place of experiences. We need to gi...The world is a place of experiences. We need to give--if we have--and hope for the best. Will some take advantage of that? Sure. But letting someone go hungry just because we don't want another someone cheat us out of a dollar is not the way.<br /><br />I've never gone hungry. I think it's the good things about growing up in a farm. All right, so we didn't have electricity or plumbing or any luxuries, but we could always go out and pick some fruit or dig something to roast or boil. Having grown up like that makes me value every single thing I have. Experience is always a good reminder. Even if it takes us a little while to get there. Magaly Guerrerohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295455026184103230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-71890746423532615502016-11-17T23:14:58.629+00:002016-11-17T23:14:58.629+00:00Kindness can be found by sharing what we have ~ W...Kindness can be found by sharing what we have ~ We just have to be careful though because sometimes beggars and those asking for alms are just not earning it ~ But I agree about walking in their shoes and being understanding of the situation, no judgments ~Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-17370154301430532432016-11-17T17:56:07.280+00:002016-11-17T17:56:07.280+00:00The world is filled with invisible people, and the...The world is filled with invisible people, and the more the rich become richer and the poor become poorer, the more invisible people there will be. Magical Mystical Teacherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01853272111925075994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-52955660986857729832016-11-17T08:16:18.866+00:002016-11-17T08:16:18.866+00:00Very profound and great for telling as it is as th...Very profound and great for telling as it is as there is so much ignorance and so much judgement which makes the pain of being poor even worseMarjahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17458942200244031009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-44946246870108184902016-11-17T01:13:03.199+00:002016-11-17T01:13:03.199+00:00I feel your poem so deeply. Those who live in pov...I feel your poem so deeply. Those who live in poverty are SO often invisible to the rest of the population. I am reading a book right now called "Evicted." Non-fiction about families in my city. Shocking really when I read about people in my midst about whom I know so little but who live a life of lacking the most basic things that they need.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-78121944335989862772016-11-16T21:20:28.914+00:002016-11-16T21:20:28.914+00:00I can't thank you enough for this post. It bro...I can't thank you enough for this post. It brought back memories,<br /><br />ElizabethAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-8491573832962615942016-11-16T19:49:00.821+00:002016-11-16T19:49:00.821+00:00I have lived this poem, and have eaten the moldy b...I have lived this poem, and have eaten the moldy bread on occasion...........poverty is a terrible state of being. I am astounded by the statistic you begin with, sending money abroad while not feeding those at home. The world makes little sense, when it is viewed in financial terms.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-13803281275739581862016-11-16T15:40:36.616+00:002016-11-16T15:40:36.616+00:00as long as there is humanity class struggle will e...as long as there is humanity class struggle will exist however much we pretend to close our eyes to the problem...now it's 1% versus 99%...your powerful lines as well as your note deal with the subject with heart, making the poem so deeply touching....Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-1420865929501324142016-11-16T15:20:17.832+00:002016-11-16T15:20:17.832+00:00This one brought tears to my eyes... big hugs!!This one brought tears to my eyes... big hugs!!Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-76425471776306930252016-11-16T14:13:01.385+00:002016-11-16T14:13:01.385+00:00Wow! I've been there, too, and maybe that'...Wow! I've been there, too, and maybe that's why I find your narrative as compelling as your poem, maybe even more so. I think that's because it can be read by impoverished as well as those with plenty, whereas your poem is aimed at the latter. Both have your unique way with words that peels layer after layer and holds each up to be seen. Undeniably powerful. Thank you.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-56781022879850071772016-11-16T14:10:45.480+00:002016-11-16T14:10:45.480+00:00So brave of you to share your journey and that pro...So brave of you to share your journey and that profound poem. I was greatly moved by your story and strength, Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com