The Rain
By ralph
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The Rain
His first memory is when
he hid under his Mum’s bed
to scare her new boyfriend.
The boyfriend had needles.
At the time he didn’t know
what he was seeing.
His second memory was when
he first started selling Class A drugs.
He had just left the primary, year six.
At the after school disco he went to drop
some heroin off round to Ginger Kev’s
and saw him injecting the first memory.
His third memory was years later when
he was in jail. When he found that new
boyfriend again. The minutes came back.
He beat “the fuckin’ shit out of him
so he had to have a transfusion”.
He said the sound of rain comforts him.
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misspent youth
Like your poem talk of a misspent youth. But I can't foigure out what the title "The Rain" has to do with it? Ok. The last line. Feel like that myself sometimes.
Cheers! Tom
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Tradition has it
Tradition has it that when it rains on your wedding day it is a blessing and good fortune.
You see what my thoughts are about hey? What fills the heart the tongue overflows.
Tom xx
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