Erica Gould Poet Rhyme

A Deadly Little Spark

You thrust upon us, this tiny spark.
Told us not to touch.
And then, you turned your back on it,
While it scorched the nearby brush,
The buckets you left were empty.
And it's always wanting more.
We've done our best, to contain the spread.
But it always comes back, bigger than before.
So hopelessly we watch it burn.
While you refuse to see.
We don't care if he's your son,
WE are your company.

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Kim Merryman June 16, 2015 at 11:55 AM Powerful write, Erica! Is this based on a true story? Love the metaphors. Love, KIm Erica Gould June 16, 2015 at 12:46 PM Thank you! Sadly yes. Nepotism can be and in this case is an awful parasite. Unfortunately it's host refuses to open his eyes to the very real damage.