My Penance, Never To Forget

Time, tick, tock, life passing by Sit the day contemplating why Kick the slippers off go to bed Dreams are dark tears are shed Sorrow's pillow is not kind Distance far for peace of mind In the head the words wage war As at my soul the sins they tore Blue eyes where ever I turn They seek, sear and burn Blue eyes they haunt me so In deep of night wont let go I cradled his head with my bloodstained hands, this boy not yet seventeen of blue eyes and unrealized dreams. I gazed at my enemy, I looked, stared, all I saw was me. The blood trickled from soft lips, words followed, “ forgive me “ then silence, and the tear rolled my cheek. Dam this whore called duty.