The Chalk Cliff Over the Seaton Bay Wilderness
Lately, I've heard many stories of teens
taking plunges into the pristine waters,
but some just sit chatting with their peers...
while someone is contemplating suicide with blank looks;
Billy was one of them, perhaps the wildest one...
he never listened to his parents, they worried for his son!
The chalk cliff over the Seaton Bay wilderness
is a favorite spot for kids who are disobedient and violent;
life means nothing to them, their curiousity is intense:
dying is a cool adventure, just to have their names in print!
I met billy's mother who mourned her loss hiding her rage,
" My youngest son was a darling! " and holding his picture
lots of tears fell on that tender, sweet and innocent image;
" I warned him to keep away, he thought I was insane! "
I returned the next day to write an article about
the dangers that these kids faced daily, by they still swimmed
and had forgotten that their friend had died hitting a fishing boat;
now, a sign reads, " No Swimming. " Will it be heeded?
The chalk cliff over the Seaton Bay wilderness reminds all of fright:
a grave for a teen who defied fear and ventured in perilous waters;
a candle vigil is held on the anniversary of Billy's death, candles and stars
flicker while eyes look up and hearts pray in the stillness of night!
Written on 8/29/2017
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2017
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