The Good Die YoungA Poem by Curiosity and Black Angel
The Good Die Young is an attack on some very important topics. Child abuse, murder, self-pity, stereotypes.
The Good Die Young
Anthony fell over, slumped in a
garbage can in the cold of the valley night.
Cast away by society, envied by the same society.
Stumbled upon by a drunken man
whose clothes reeked of foul odor
and breathing of old rum.
Jamie lay still in her corner,
feeling remorse for herself and pitifully draining her pain
as she cries away.
She flinches each time she relives her father’s
strong hands crossing her beaten face.
Aaron stumbled while trying to jump
from a ten foot tall fence that had been
rusted over the years.
White beaters were on his tail with black beaters waving.
Jennifer and Jessica, two blond hair,
trailer trash teenagers traveled to a
high school in Orange County.
Struggling with acceptance.
being fed into a continuous stereotype of beach blond beauty.
And I... sat perched on my cloud of emotions,
the dark cloud... guilty of passing away December 31, 2004.
I rose once again, but new and improved.
I died young, suppressed as I lay
in an old pickle jar like a captured ladybug.
© 2009 Curiosity and Black Angel
Shelved in 1 LibraryAdded on March 5, 2009
Curiosity and Black Angel
Long Beach, CA
AboutMy name is Charles and I began writing when I was nine years old. Oh, yes! It all began with mystery stories inspired by the Sherlock Holmes tales. Now I specialize in romance fiction. I have two publ.. more..
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