Thematically sad, skillful woven. The struggle part of life in a weave. Enjoy.
Sad-bad-times regurgitated; then swallowed back down
Jagged edged accusations; adeptly stabbed in the heart!
Memories twisted by denial into shame’s thorny crown
Piercing in martyred skin; shame pressing pointed dart!
Loved boy-child now, angry young man of raging renown
Bringing father shame; breaking ever-loving mother’s heart!
Insane drug-driven mad-man; lost and alone in the dark
Hating God; hating the world, tormented man falling apart!
Mind bending negativity; depression driven alone-state stark
On the hunt to vent hot anger; never giving love a decent start!
Forgiveness, an abstract thought; black –dead-hope heart mark
Dreamed for child; by the world ground down, soul torn apart!
Now run! Hide when you see him coming! He’s the Joy-Killer!
The star of this too-common-sad-tale of family dysfunction as art…
A young man’s life destroyed by sin; the ancient true-Joy-Killer!
Mum Cee 