Poetry

[Kev]

“Not Quite Ready” — by KWayne

Kids are innocent

When they are young

Sun rays like a microwave

Angels having fun.

Everyday is timeless

Factors not to be found

But youth will not always endure

Hearts will become bound.

Where did the time go?

Days and weeks and months and years..

Abracadabra! – poof! – and shazam!

Death I do not entirely fear.

Backyard barbeques, baseball, and all

Looking skyward – emerald missiles, sunflowers will fall.

Honeysuckle vines, rock skipping, hard gravel.

Do good things not really last forever?

Sunburns and skin blisters

Junk piles like trash

Beatings of mind and body

Good sweetness got bashed.

Don’t you know I’m filled with hate?

Time unrelented, hasn’t fixed my fate.

Miles of road.. I’m running late.

Perhaps I’ll jump from a bridge, for revenge… but I wait.

Hearts become bound

Innocence gone

Burns of the microwave

Angels withhold their songs.

Age approaches brutality.

Is my life a fatality?

Extreme are my thoughts.

Forgiveness, against which I have fought.

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Discussion

[Mike]

good one Kev!

[Kev]

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