The Tear Drop Man

Spare a pittance for the tear drop man
Who's hat is out so he
Can tie his arm and shoot a bit 
And dream the sweetest dreams

A sandwich curbs his appetite 
But a dollar would do more
All his traumatic memories
Would fade if he could score

Spare a pittance for the tear drop man
Whos father rests in peace
The tear drop man wouldn't idly watch
His mother get the beats

A needle and a puddle 
And a drop too much in him
A memory of his grandmas hand 
It used to raise his chin

Spare a pittance for the teardrop man
A flower where he lies
To cover up his terror
And the single tear he cried
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Arnold Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 6:44 PM
Interesting subject to write about that I learned a lot from... Paul
Maharaj Avatar
June 3, 2013 at 7:27 AM
Wow :) Brilliant indeed
Jones Avatar
May 29, 2013 at 2:35 PM
Kyle..this is awesome...could be a blue's song!!!
Lamoureux Avatar
May 29, 2013 at 2:22 PM
This piece is exceptional! I am moved by your words and the images you created. Very powerful Kyle.
Sibanda Avatar
May 24, 2013 at 3:15 PM
Kyle, that's a good piece. l enjoyed reading it!
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