J F Dominic Briars Poet Free verse

I Wandered the Streets

I wandered the streets begging for bread
When I woke I cried & cried 
And rain it washed away my face 

Each person in the city knew my name
When I slept they danced until the sun replaced the moon
And rain it washed away my face 

My father stood aside whilst each one sung
When I left my dog was ill and died
And rain it washed away my face 

My mother spoke in tongues of a lost people that were no more
I dared not to understand it’s prophecy
And rain it washed away my face 

Now that summer has passed it might never have been 
When I came here everything wilted and died
And rain it washed away my face 

I had a dream that I was a young child once more 
I did not wake nor wander far in fear of becoming lost 
And rain it washed away my face

Now all is gone and the close of day draws near 
All is good and good is all say I
And rain it washed away my face 

I tore out my own eyes with the talons of a crow 
My own body withered in agony 
And I could still feel rain 
As it washed away my face.

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