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I Remember

I remember Woolworth’s,
round plastic seats,
shitty food that was hard to eat.
I remember being to stoned to remember,
I remember being high from January to December.
in those days I could write,
tablets and sheets and paper white,
I remember not needing nor wanting to type.
I remember staying out usually all night,
waiting in the parking lot to fight,
loosing fights and getting my ass kicked,
crawling home to get my wounds licked.
I remember throwing rocks from rooftops,
getting beat down by dirty cops.
home was never a home to me,
wondering why daddy didn’t want me.
I remember New York and her neon lights,
I remember roaming her streets at night.
taking the J train to Woodhaven Blvd. ,
Dope was my only God.
I remember wanting to die,
running out of tears to cry.
I remember waking and seeing a Priest,
What I want to remember least.
I remember God saying its not my time,
the Devil saying it will all be fine.
I remember hanging on to my last breath,
wondering why I didn’t chose death.
I remember the pain in her eyes,
why she wanted me alive.
I remember loosing all hope,
the pains of kicking dope.
I remember the weeks I couldn’t sleep,
the weeks I couldn’t eat.
waking in cold sweats,
I remember all the regrets.
I remember she remembered me,
she became we.
I remember now what it is to love,
I remember now that there is a God above.
I remember now as I remember then,
I remember Woolworth’s as the beginning of the end…....
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Copyright © Kenneth Padgett | Year Posted 2015



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Human Strugle

Each day remains, 
the last is gratefully gone,
the next holds mystery, 
what will  be will be,
whats next for me?
Can I rewrite my destiny?
Like a line in a poem?
Can I recreate home?
Everything seems set in stone,
Like the carvings on a stone.
Finality and reality,
being born human is a strugle.

Copyright © Kenneth Padgett | Year Posted 2015

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Hunger

The wind shifts the trees,
I look up to explore,
The ruffles make me shiver, 
summer no more.
Warm within my sweater,
pondering cold days past,
when it was my enemy,
I can't shake the cold.
The pain of a frozen life,
numb feet wandering about,
hunger engulfing everything.
Starving for normality,
searching for humanity...
so much hunger.

Copyright © Kenneth Padgett | Year Posted 2015

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Secret Pain of a Nine Year Old

I just can’t walk anymore,
I’m nine years old and it’s tough,
Things shouldn’t be so rough.
Pains shooting into my stomach,
I just want to puke.
Take mommy’s hand,
You love mommy,
Don’t you?
Why must we go so far for love?
The last words I remember
“Take my kids”
The pain is getting worse.
Big sister seems to understand,
But her silence makes my pain worse.
The night in the laundromat haunts me,
We sit and act as patrons,
But we are vagabonds.
My stomach is killing me.
Sis says he’s not our dad,
She’s so sad.
I wish I could help her,
I can’t even keep up.
I’m too small for this,
I’m in a secret pain.
We find our resting place,
Some strangers face.
Extremely abstract living.
I’ve always cried for mommy,
All she ever could offer was her hand,
But she led us nowhere.
But she would hold my hand,
As I could finally puke.
And that was enough to love.

Copyright © Kenneth Padgett | Year Posted 2015

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Forget the Day

In early morning
we dim lights
holding on to night...
not to let go of dreams.
Remembering fantacy.
Sitting in silence
pondering hope
to sink back to black
to dream again.

Copyright © Kenneth Padgett | Year Posted 2015




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