Memories
I remember my loving pride
And that man with a gun by his side
Anger made me see deep blood red
So I had striked and bit him down dead
Many years passed and I grow old
Memories are all I have now to hold
I look out to the dry empty plains
Wishing I could loose all my heart pains
5/2/2019
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
