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Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
I new him from the music From the way he could play a horn How he could smooth over notes In such ways as to enact passion. I new him from his guitar The band we started when young The aggression we poured into it The way we laughed, how good we were. I new him from his pain Those days where he was alone Hiding his thoughts of rage Hiding his fathers aggression. He new of my attempts The razors cut on arms The bottle binges to hospital Throwing myself through a window. He new at one time I could'nt have cared less For what this life had Nor what it could have meant. Hew new me, and yet He could never ask Never attempt to look at me Always at himself for his sorrow. He had the knowledge I had the words to help But he could'nt figure And I never guessed. He had the rage The time honored beating From a father who wanted perfection For a son who felt a failure. His private life He kept close to his heart Letting no one in Letting it rip his soul away. I moved to another place Loosing contact Loosing a friend Missing the music. A gun was found The father sitting across the room He had come in to continue Not this time. He had the gun He had the power He had lost all the faith And the music was gone. |
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Marina Member Elite
since 2000-02-10
Posts 2245Pickering, Ontario |
Michael this a very sad and heartwrenching piece. You have really captured your emotions with great power in this one. I am only sorry that it couldn't have been about something happy. Hugs, Marina It is a blessing to have wings for words, and passion in pen Marina Crossley |
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