darkness creeps
sticky tendrils dragging ever deeper
into the depths of
fear and hate and hopelessness
desolation clinging with tar-like viscosity
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but don’t give up
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glimpse the light that lies ahead
encompassing hope of better times to come
leave the darkness behind
and embrace the future’s bright promise
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don’t give up
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never give up
This week’s photo was taken at Southwell Workhouse a few weeks ago.
The Victorian workhouses were places designed to help the poorest members of society, giving them a roof over their heads, clothes, food and work, but they were also intended to be harsh, unpleasant places in order to deter all but the very poorest from applying for help. The able bloodied men and women who lived within the Workhouses were labelled as being ‘idle and profligate’, as they were unable to support themselves without aid. The cause of their hardship, however, was actually more often a simple lack of available work, but that fact didn’t prevent hem from being stigmatized.
If you’d like to know more about Southwell Workhouse, and workhouses in general, you can check out my mum’s (Millie Thom’s) post about the place here.
Very interesting post! I’ll make sure to check out your mum’s post.
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Thank you. 🙂
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What a great post about never giving up! The story behind the picture was interesting and makes the never give up post so much more poignant!
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Thank you, Joy. 🙂 The workhouses of Victorian England were very harsh places. I imagine it would have been very easy to give up all hope once you’d entered such a place.
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Sadly true!
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I went over to your Mum’s post, because I wanted to compare the current project with what I saw when it first opened. Then, only the Women’s Refuge was furnished. Thanks for the link
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You’re welcome. Despite having lived around here for my entire life, I’d never actually visited it before! It’s a fascinating place. Thanks for visiting, Derrick. 🙂
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Wonderful poem! Great advice! There is usually a light at the end of the tunnel, but sometimes it just takes us longer to see it!
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Thank you, Jessie. It can be hard to see the light when times are at their darkest. I’m glad you liked the post. 🙂
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