I have a
Legacy.
Old Christmas lights
Vinyl siding
Rusted bicycles sprawled
On thumbnail lawns.
Two a.m cigarettes
On wooden porches
Scaffolding to store
Gasoline cans under.
I have a
Legacy.
"You were raised in
A trailer park."
But wasn't I?
Wasn't it the truth?
I have a
Legacy
A life that I
Escaped.
Thumbnail lawns can't
Compare to the life I got.
But not all will have
That kind of chance.
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 8:43 PM UTC
I have a
Legacy.
Old Christmas lights
Vinyl siding
Rusted bicycles sprawled
On thumbnail lawns.
Two a.m cigarettes
On wooden porches
Scaffolding to store
Gasoline cans under.
I have a
Legacy.
"You were raised in
A trailer park."
But wasn't I?
Wasn't it the truth?
I have a
Legacy
A life that I
Escaped.
Thumbnail lawns can't
Compare to the life I got.
But not all will have
That kind of chance.
Copyright 11/26/15 by B. E. McComb