When Tommy Lee turned sweet sixteen, his patriotic English soul dismissed the evil unforeseen, and signed on to the muster roll. He looked much older than his years;
No one denies the beauty of the rose, and yet its thorns are there for all to see. In scarlet fields another flower grows. Its make-up is more deadly by degree.
This poem is fiction, as I was lucky enough to have the best Father a person could wish for. It is about a 'cutter' who is angry at an abusive father, and tries to rid herself of his blood. M