Rumination
The child looks back
Then forward again
Into this deep black ooze
He has yet to sink
The mother squirms nervously
Fearing for her boy
Because he cannot yet
Learn from past mistakes
More gift than folly
To be weightless and free
Yet untarnished
By ruminating misery
The man he sits
In a corner, in a ball
He can never forgive
That which he has done
A shadow of himself
His Father he had became
Forever imprisoned,
Yet he has the key!
But he does not know it
In the silence he weeps
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