A Childhood Denied

     As I informed you yesterday, this next poem is from the darker side of life. All of the caveats that were presented yesterday are still in effect. This poem contains subject matter that may, and should, offend your senses. I know that it offends mine. Again, I sometimes have no control over how my thought process works, somethings just seem to flow out of my pen, and words become sentences and so forth..This was one of those.

     In spite of the subject matter there is, unfortunately, a lot of history to support the outcome of this poem. The mind of the human and what it is capable of, is impossible to figure especially the evil side of it.

Jake.

        

A Childhood Denied

The laughter he heard

from the other room,

carried no joy

just announcement of doom.

Sinister and evil

it had no lilting ring,

then terror-filled, he knew

what next, that shall bring.

 *

The man, whiskey breath’d

would soon show his face,

but the scar upon its visage

repulsed less, his embrace.

Yet, for the touch of his person

it was he, felt the blame,

and for cause left unknown

would he, bear the shame.

*

 But, he’d keep his eyes closed

and shut down his mind,

so to be, eased of the guilt

to be left behind.

Over time he would try

to cleanse his thoughts of those nights,

but they returned and returned

when he turned off the lights.

*

 Now, those thoughts they are gone

and he sleeps alone now, at last.

Behind the walls of a prison

with no escape from his past.

For he was sentenced to time

though he prayed it be death,

for the boy that he was

became the man, whiskey breath’d.

***

 Jack Downing

Nov. 2012

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Hearth and Health are wonderful things and if you're without either such sorrow that brings So I cannot express enough thanks to my Lord and to my family and friends for the support you afford! ~Jack Downing~
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2 Responses to A Childhood Denied

  1. Sally says:

    So sad….I wonder if all the terrible news we hear and read each day is running wild in your subconscious?

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