Hail Fallen Corbett
I saw the shattered face of a man once
his world before me died in his eyes
the incumbent fires were so dim
forgotten in the eyes of pleasure
That mattered more to him than everything
no woman, no fights, arm wrestling
nothing of such masculine victory
another pill for the fallen king
Arms, blood, muscle, hair, and skin
death to youth, death in silence
the pain crawled away and left him there
drowning in the eyes of his offspring
Grandfather, your bloody nose is red
i have seem your stories and love
faces and times are all his age has left
love is the only thing to coddle from an estranged man
Forget this the night when the world is cold
leave mother’s heart to the worms
pray you this what God hath foreseen
Grandfather, your tufted sod will be remembered
Copyright © Slight Buckling | Year Posted 2009
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