Robert Horton Poet Rhyme

Throw Me a Bone

Throw Me A Bone 

When I'm alone 
     and out on the street 

Throw me a bone 
     where the vagrants meet, 

Shake your heads 
     and walk away 

Back to your beds, 
     in comfort, lay, 

And say of me 
    "It's his own dam fault!"

See what you want to see 
     of the fight I fought, 

Against myself
     and against my past, 

Battling with my health 
     in dreams too vast, 

Dreams of repairing 
     all that was wrong,

Dreams of sharing 
     somewhere to belong 

Yet the dreams have burst 
     in a shower of regrets, 

And I am sure to be first 
     to face those debts. 

The battles still rage 
     in the memories I meet 

As loneliness and old age 
     secures my defeat, 

The desire for peace 
     is a mere illusion, 

A faded pastiche, 
     an unwanted intrusion.

I will bear no grudge 
     nor shall I blame 

The jury and the judge 
     who imprisoned my name, 

Nor the sun, the moon, 
     the land or sea, 

But to dance to the tune 
     that is wholly me, 

And when I am dying 
     I will bow not grieve, 

And if I start crying 
     I will take my leave,

And if I catch your eye 
     or you hear a faint groan, 

Please don't walk by, 
     throw me a bone. 

© RJVHorton2015

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