sliding down the gutter
sparkling pearl of rain
faster than camera shutter
its flowing down the drain
lost forever drop of blood
once as pure as snow
now intermingles with the mud
with iridescent glow
hermit, stranger, hides his face
in his mother's apron,
spirit, soul, of nameless grace
other-worldly patron
boots composed deriding eyes
trample overhead
and inner spirit withers, dies,
and now is lying dead
defenestration of all that's good
by world blacker than pitch
tainted saint of boyhood
lies defenceless in the ditch
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#defenestration