There she cowers, brow beaten, corner driven -
you have no right to claim her, none to blame her -
yours the shame, the failing, falling short
and caught red-handed and unmanned.
Do not curse her. Your unwritten verse
is not inside her blackened eyes or broken teeth
but lost beneath your own belief of God
as oddment to your so-poetic, apathetic soul.
She was shouting. While you doubted, she would
bellow, should have smelled your putrid block --
instead you mock her - yours the failing, yours
the cause of her demise. You closed your eyes.
"Free-Ranging Allowed, Creative Responses Encouraged".
you have no right to claim her, none to blame her -
yours the shame, the failing, falling short
and caught red-handed and unmanned.
Do not curse her. Your unwritten verse
is not inside her blackened eyes or broken teeth
but lost beneath your own belief of God
as oddment to your so-poetic, apathetic soul.
She was shouting. While you doubted, she would
bellow, should have smelled your putrid block --
instead you mock her - yours the failing, yours
the cause of her demise. You closed your eyes.
"Free-Ranging Allowed, Creative Responses Encouraged".
It could be worse