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“The broken window,” said the neighbor, “has made it clear to see
That he’s not conscientious like you and I would be.
How could he leave his house in such a state of disrepair?
While we keep ours so tidy, that simply isn’t fair.”

“It isn’t like he hasn’t got the cash to get it done.
Why you should see the things he buys for his little son.
He must have spent a fortune on doctor’s bills alone,
The boy’s been at the hospital as much as he’s been home.”

So I asked another neighbor if she also felt that way,
But her thinking was different; she had something else to say.
She told me what the truth was, and hard as I could try
I couldn’t stop the tears from welling up inside my eyes.

“You see, the boy had cancer, but he never would complain.
And it was he who accidentally broke the windowpane.
The day he died he left a note for his dad to see.
‘I’m sorry that I broke the glass, I hope you’ll forgive me.’”

“I leave the window just the way it was the day he died.
And every time I look at it, it makes me want to cry.
He knew that he was dying and there was nothing I could do,
And the only thing concerning him was that broken window.”

So now no matter how much the neighbors bitch and moan,
The father never will repair the window on his home.
“My son was just so wonderful, so gentle and so smart,
and you can fix a windowpane, but not a broken heart.”

All that is necessary for the forces of evil to win the world is for enough good men to do nothing...Edmund Burke

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The following comments are for "The Broken Window"
by Psycho6058

That is the most beautiful thing that I have come across in a long time. It seems like something people would send to all their friends. People have the darndest ways of coping. This is touching.

( Posted by: loonie [Member] On: July 23, 2005 )

a little extra
I was so touched by the story line I forgot to comment on how fluent the rhyme scheme is. I read it aloud and the tempo was like music to my ears. It is well written also.

( Posted by: loonie [Member] On: July 23, 2005 )

Yes, well
I thought it sounded more like a country song, one of the slow ones, where the guitar strums like a radio with dying batteries and the singer's voice is extra-twangy, the way everyone likes, and i can't stand, cause we all know most of those accents are fakes.
At first I was really interested in it, thinking it had something to do with some guy who refused to keep up with the Jones'. Well, I was wrong.
It flowed. That was great.
Besides that, P. F'n U.

( Posted by: jesuschriss [Member] On: October 26, 2005 )

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