Responce Poem To Lost Youth
Response Poem To Lost Youth
Young yet dead inside
hardened like steel
through fire
no dreamy eyes
love’s first surprise
dead
with camellias on the grave
walk the streets a curse
cursing god
praying to him
from a mouth of hate
believing
as a last straw
connected to the child
before bedtime prayers were
please hide me from
and “him” became damnation.
Copyright © Patricia Cresswell | Year Posted 2017
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