Harm

By Chinobus

Thu, 07 Mar 2013
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Hush my child
do not cry
forget the tears
the reasons why
they beat you down
laugh as you fall
I'm here prescious one
you are my all.

You'r cold blue eyes
stare into misery
I grasp their lies
crush all words
offer you peace
cradle your head
Yet your soul still ceases.

This greivance my son
will never be forgiven
they will reap what is sown
equal measure of pain
payment for unquenched sin
rest my child
forget this horrid harm
I shall be joining you soon.

Certificate PG
Poetry
Love

Comments

Submitted by The Walrus on
Great treatment of a difficult subject, Chinobus. I spotted a couple of typos, hope you don't mind:- prescious - precious, You'r - your.

Submitted by Chinobus on
Thank you! I have difficulty with that simple word but great job pointing it out. Your versus You'r is on a more personal level. A "your" refers to another person from another persons view. Hence "You'r" represents possession or ownership of an object/person. It creates the image of the father holding onto, clutching tightly, the remains of something that was once his but now is lost. ;) - Chinobus -

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