Hard Green Tomatoes
Two boys gathered hard green tomatoes
from their neighbors garden
This would be ammunition against
unsuspecting cars
We hid behind a stone wall
A brand new 1973 MG and Bam!
The passenger door had a Giant dent
We ran up a steep hill
changed our clothes
and walked calmly to the action
with a football as a prop
My father knew…
He was looking out the bathroom window
When everyone left
he whacked me hard
I hit the deck
I was 9
Mindless of Authority
Programming essential at birth
Many years have passed and the boy
now a man is still learning
That was the only time my father showed
me attention
I was just broken … that’s all
Still am
Copyright © Ron Cervero | Year Posted 2007
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