Diana’s March poem: you left me behind

pixabay image from Natan Vance

you left me behind

by D. Wallace Peach


you left me behind

because I was born in the barrio

in a shack by flooded rivers

in the dusty winds of drought

didn’t speak your tongue

or worship your god

the one who bade you

love the children


I am the meek

you left behind

because I toiled in cane fields

watched the dawn ripple through fish nets

over dying turquoise waters

tended my father’s reindeer

on the tundra’s barren crust

I bear no papers to witness my learning

my worth in coins or accounts

my worth in belonging

as a human being

I am too young, too crooked, too old

too homeless, too hungry

the wrong color emblazoned across my face

the wrong size, gender, ethnicity

the wrong way to love

to be


you needed a stranger to blame

and I am left behind

one who might have cured the ill

housed the poor

fed the hungry

ended your wars

lit a planet

and saved


left me behind


169 thoughts on “Diana’s March poem: you left me behind

  1. Murielle Cyr says:

    Beautiful blog. Touching poem!

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  2. Oh, Diana This is so moving and soul-pricking.

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  3. joylennick says:

    Oh, Diana, How can you write just….what I feel?! (You could start “Rent a poet” scheme). That is beautiful and made me cry. And I love all the art work,.photos and fab book covers! Hugs xx

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    • Thank you so much, Joy. I think many of us despair over the countless lives left behind, the lost potential, the possibilities that will never come to fruition, individually as well as for the benefit of all. Keep spreading kindness and love – it makes a difference. ❤


  4. pdunn23 says:

    Wow. This is amazing!

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  5. Jen Goldie says:

    This is the first of your poems I’ve read and if this is an example of what I have to look forward to, I’m happy I followed. Forgive me if I sometimes am lost for words. My muse is my voice. 🌼

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    • Thank you, Jen. I still don’t consider myself a poet, but my shyness is wearing off with each attempt. I’m glad you enjoyed this one. It’s a subject that pains me, and it feels good to share my voice. Have a great weekend!

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      • Jen Goldie says:

        Yes poetry can be very revealing sometimes and clicking the publish button often gives one a sense of freedom as well as fear LOL I’ve found that people generally react extremely well, knowing that their feelings are universal and that’s gratifying. However I’m loving “Flash Fiction” I think its called. I’m having lots of fun with that. Thanks for responding and enjoy your weekend! 😊🌼

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  6. J.D. Riso says:

    Your words prove that there is even beauty in abandonment. Hope you are well, Diana. Been a while. You fell off my reader for some reason…unfollowed/refollowed to try and reset.

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  7. Sarah says:

    So sad and moving, Diana. The images you evoke are very powerful. I’m just not sure if it’s speculative fiction – seems so real whereever one looks sadly. 😯

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    • Ha! You’re right, it’s not really speculative fiction (unless the Earth is being abandoned). But it’s what the muse delivered, and I went with it. I’m glad you found it moving, Sarah. Keep spreading the love 🙂

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  8. Chiru says:

    So poignant and brilliant write up…

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  9. Vashti Q says:

    What a beautiful and powerful poem, Diana. You moved me to tears. 🙂

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  10. Very powerful poem, Diana! So poignant, and so timely these days. Sadly timely. Have a great rest of your week!

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    • Thanks, Julie. I’m still traveling, but have a few minutes to catch up and visit. I’m glad you enjoyed the poem despite a sad commentary on our times. Hope you’re doing well and getting a chance to relax before diving into the next deadline! 🙂

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