Jerry Golden Poet I do not know?

Daylight, a Story

There is no place like home
Days like this 
Lovers kiss 
It’s this forbidden trend 
That I miss
She said there’s no place like home
There we were  
Cast lonely 
Within a tomorrow to never come
Lets not rush away 
This moment 
There we were beneath the sun
Amongst a joyless fun
To no where 
We were coming from
And when it’s done, it’s done
No matter the whispers 
The pencil, the pen 
Amidst my aspiring thumb

Treasure your values 
Remember 
There was a time 
When things were 
Oh so simple 
When a smile 
Was a crease
From dimple 
To dimple 
When wind 
That was once blown
Took you way
But you were never 
Too far gone
And she said 
Don’t you wish 
You were home 

Respects 
properly sewn 
No mercy shown 
And if we 
can't understand
Our misfortunes 
Taste happiness 
Capture a portion
Like never before 
You will die 
But you will never live
A child, a fetus
Subject to abortion
My friend 
I once heard 
That there was no place 
Like home

As I was lost in conduct
My misfortunes remain
The casualties 
With in my tear ducts 
No worries 
It’s what I’m here for 
Test this soil
And like Arabs 
And protestant values 
I’ll die for oil 
A few more ruins to spoil
My plot to live once more
Began
And was later foiled 
And as she once more said 
“There’s no place like home”
I saw daylight
And in my journal 
Became this story

I lay Loftily within a journal

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