as apathy decays
his heart comes out to play
he falls an’ scrapes his knee
as though just yesterday
he falls an’ scrapes his knee
with tears i cannot see
in learned repose he stands
in feigned hypocrisy
in learned repose he stands
with bruises on small hands
so old when yet so young
no longer boy nor man
so old when yet so young
to not one soul he clung
inside somewhere there hides
the boy, the man, the son
inside somewhere there hides
the powerless live lies
as innocence is raped
and childhood just dies
as innocence is raped
detached alone escape
as apathy decays
a flood, a gush, awake
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Way to write 33% more column length
it’s a neat idea that works well.
Nice use of double entendre ‘awake’ in the last line!
You do craft words well Bro’.
As for the content – i’m very glad to know you can ‘set it ( him) free’ in such a positive fashion. He deserves nothing less.:-)
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So, that’s what that’s called! I should really take a course in poetry sometime.
Thanks love.
I don’t have words…just praise for the God with whom all things are possible…including deliverance and healing from a painful past/childhood.
I especially like the line “neither boy nor man.” Being a victim of child sexual abuse I often found myself in between. I wasn’t a woman but I didn’t feel like a little girl anymore. It was an uncomfortable feeling and one that took years to get past. Again, praise be unto God for making that possible.
Love you brotha Ric.
You give me hope braveone!
Your poetry is amazing. Well done. “awake.” That was my favorite part, I think.
Thank you Annie.
Ric: You have such a gifting. You can see the heart behind the poetry, the testimony to such a mighty God. Thank you for sharing your gift, you touch many lives.
Debs
Deb, thank you for your kind words.
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