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Steam ships cue at the docks sailors waiting for their pay
Coal tips from the trams as children watch and play
Wives and lovers watching from the dock as the coal ships sail away
Husbands and lovers wave goodbye never to return to Tiger Bay
The book I started to read filled me with hope and tears of joy
I remembered with excitement thinking, I could have been that boy

As the pages turned, my excitement diminished and the boy was, no-more
I continued to read his story but not with the same gusto as before

Until it came to light there was a girl who filled his dreams
Who loved him as much as I did, or so it seems?

As the pages turned with sadness, she took a leading part
Then as the last page turned, we both died of a broken heart

So, I closed the book and wiped away my tears of grief
Loathing the author who stole my heart, the ***** thief
Watched by owls alone after dark
down that lonely country path
                                   Twit twoo
I heard a rustling in the hedge
then a shadow crossed my way
                                     Twit twoo
I saw a figure running out in the open field
I heard the branches creak then a woosh  
                                      Twit twoo
A silent shadow swooped down
then a cry of death was heard
                                       Twit twoo
I ran the rest of my way home
then locked myself in tight
Then wounder what poor creature
would not be home tonight
                                           Twit twoo
He wore camouflaged Khaki he carried an AK gun
His world ruled with fear, no hearts here were won
Her face, the tears, a single rose for her only son
Her home destroyed by fear, the only option was to run
"War what is it good for...."
How will I be remember for the life that I've had
I look back smiling, so happy so sad
The people I really care for they will not forget
They'll remember with a smile and be happy we met
People on the periphery what will the say
"Yes, I remember his name back in the day"
So, back to the question about the life that I've had
I remember it for being so happy and that's why I'm so sad
She was sat, crying, blood dripping from her lip
she looked at me, pool cue laying at her side
blood on the handle.
He hit me she cried.
I was enraged at the thought
grabbed the cue and walked inside.
He was laying on the floor
blood pooled from his open head
breathless
me standing over him
pool cue in hand looking enraged.
She walked in and screamed,
others followed.

Should  I run??
That morning came so quickly
I've planned for this I thought
Be confident in yourself
I can do it
The morning turned to afternoon
I smiled as I emerged
How did I do that
I'm so proud of myself

I don't know if I could do that again
I can of course I can
Be confident in yourself
I can do it, I did it
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