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Poems
Jun 2014
Beaks Bite and Talons Tear (the pain of innocence)
The old man drives
Round a bend in the road
Headlights light
With a dim milky glow
Wind rushes through
A crack in the glass
Cutting across
Eyes broken in the past
Cigarette ash
Jumps from the tip
Of the cigarette dangling
From dry still lips
Lines in his face
Where his life seeps away
Were etched by the talons
Of birds of prey
Eyes suspended
In loose wrinkles of skin
Like babies unwrapped
And left by the wind
Stay locked and not looking
At the passenger seat
Where sits the kid
With clean bare feet
The old man and the kid
Look the same but changed
The old man is the kid
With age and pain
The car moves through
A dark ***** town
And comes to a stop
As the old man frowns
The kid looks up
With bright wide eyes
The old man blinks
Starting to cry
The tear drops down
The grooves of his face
The dirt pushed aside
A clean line in its place
“Get out” he whispers
To the kid in the car
“GET OUT” he screams
“Get out of the car”
Clinging to the seat
With white fingers
He clings to himself
Then the old man lingers
“It will be alright”
The kid tries to speak
But the old man is out
And on to the street
He walks round the car
To the passenger door
And flings it open
With a rotting core
He grabs the kid
By the scruff of his shirt
And throws him out
Into the litter and dirt
“It won’t be alright”
The old man said
“We won’t be alright”
Then held his head
He looked in his young eyes
For the first time in years
And both were crying
Identical tears
The kid held him tight
And he held him back tighter
Then pushed him down
Like a lost fighter
“I have nowhere to go
And neither do you
We won’t get far
But you’re on your own”
As the old man walked
Back to the car
Wiping his tears
In the cover of dark
He got in his seat
As the kid got up
Starting the car
He slammed down his foot
The kid moved to run
But was left behind
The old man had left him
In a place he can’t find
Bags, and leaves
And litter and wind
Rolled round the kids feet
As the headlights dimmed
He wanted to wait
For lights to come back
But he knew they would not
He knew that was that
He turned and stepped
With his clean bare feet
His first steps on his own
In the dark ***** street
As dust and *******
Licked at his toes
His clean bare feet
Became ***** and froze
The kid had never
Felt any pain
He knew no words
So he could not explain
He took a few steps
And collapsed on the ground
When he heard voices
And thought he was found
He looked up from the floor
Dirt blew in his face
But he could see figures
And knew he was saved
The figures came closer
The kid heard them laugh
It was cutting icy
Like the wind on his back
They spoke for a while
As they stood around
The kid thought of the old man
As he lay on the ground
The voices grew louder
And with a shout
They ran to the kid
His eyes glistened with doubt
He choked on his tears
And tried to speak
But the figures grabbed
His hand and his feet
They dragged him away
And down a dark alley
They gripped him tight
As the kid shivered with panic
“I don’t understand”
The kid screamed and cried
For he hadn’t the words
To understand this life
In the shadows he felt
His **** on his legs
He was thrown to the floor
And he begged and begged
The figures just laughed
And pulled out a gun
The kid did not know
What it was but he ran
The kid was grabbed
And hit to the floor
In the dark there was something
Something that gnawed
The one with the gun
Pointed it at the kid
Then seemed to start crying
And closed his eye lids
He turned the gun
Towards his own head
With a ****** bang
The figure fell dead
The kid screamed
And covered his eyes
But the world had got in
It was in his insides
In tears and pain
The kid grabbed the gun
Firing into the dark
His life had begun
With the death of the figures
He began to moan
The dark that he feared
Was in his own bones
“There is no way to live through this”
The kid thought as he tore at his face
In the dark blowy shadows his face looked changed
Like an old man the kid knew but couldn’t remember his face
“We won’t get far”
Said the kid in the dark all alone
“We won’t get far
And I’m on my own”
#sorrow
#old
#innocence
#childhood
#age
#youth
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GKF
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