Friday, 19 April 2013

A history of silence.

Around eight
Every day that summer I cried
hoping by the time dad came
the tears would've dried.
But there's always be stains.
Faint lines for him to see
how his little boy had broken that day.

Sensitive, and in love with violence
consumer of as many batman comics
and X-men cartoons
He-man and Skeletor.
Lion-O and Mum-Ra
Spider-man and Venom
Batman and Joker
Power Rangers and Rita
Streetsharks, beetleborgs
biker mice from mars
and the teenage mutant
hero turtles
each one sung the same song
and through the throwing of a punch
I saw the difference between right and wrong.