Real,
Gone, Kid...
Wasted
as a giro top,
Blasted
in a haze of dope.
Where
he's gone,
No-one
knows.
But
he may come again,
One
day that's full of rain,
Hoping
to endure the pain.
Spaced
between two worlds,
In
between the betwixt,
And
a fiery hell,
He
never cared,
Can't
you tell ?
Not
death nor life,
He
has to sell.
Bouncing
up, bouncing down,
He's
strayed too far,
He
became a local clown.
Please
try to understand,
And
not always put him down.
Do
you feel his tragedy,
Can
you wear his thorny crown ?
The
boy has left,
But
he'll be back.
Would
he ever get,
His
life back on track ?
Probably
it's because of the lack,
Not
the crack,
That
everything keeps,
Holding
him back...
This one is so powerful. Thank you for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteI especially liked the question,
Do you wear his tragedy,
Can you feel his thorny crown?
That;s how it is, isn't it?
We don't know or feel one another hurts that brings them to do the things they do. Less of us, More of God (not religion) , More LOVE.
Greetings from Astorga!
Thank you dear friend from Astorga Spain.
ReplyDeleteI have never been a drug addict myself, but recently I have been learning from the direct experiences of life, being homeless and unemployed. I am meeting many poor souls troubled by this kind of experience and worse. It has been a humbling time, and I now know so much more compassion than I had ever given myself the chance to feel. No-one should judge what they do not know, and even then, they would do well to be open to understand the complexities of a number of situations.
Please accept my gratitude for your continued support. Here is the hug you deserve, please share it with your family too.
Loads of love from me....
Peaceful Warrior. xx
You are a treasure with a tender wonderful soul. I gave flowers this week to my man because of you. You are making a better world through sharing poetry here. Speaking of. . . did you write this poem? I would love to share it and want to give credit to the author if I do.
DeleteHeartfelt hugs back to you. Look forward to sharing over a steaming cup of Jo one of these days :-)
Yes Dear heart I have written every word you see and read on this and other associated blogs. And I am so flattered for your comments about this and many other poems too. And you have my total permission to use or quote anything you like. You too are a very special person. And I am sure your husband knows that too. Bless you Mary.
DeleteFrom an elated and tearful Warrior. Xx
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