Poem – Tame
I sat up with my back on the worn up bench .
My shoes were cover in dust.
My hair was tuck under my hat.
The huge tree stood behind the bench
Beneath the sun.
In my heart I felt worn and torn .
My heart felt clench where did my life go?
My view I see the torn up streets with it broken up curbs.
I see the torn up sidewalks with it broken up curbs.
A empty can rolls my way.
I kick it to the curb.
I reach in my purse and grab a mirror I stare at it and look!
I threw the mirror on the duty curb it did not even crack another can roll my way I felt empty like the can.
I kick it high like a lion heart as strong as I can be with an quiet soul.
The moon was the light it felt cool over my shoulder.
I held my high no shame In my game.