Smile To God With A Nail In HandA Poem by Jaco Louw ((Teenage_Poet_Loser))
Smile is a call to help...
She said it was her very first smile,
an action of proverbial disorder -
did she know the life after death?
The questions float on top of a bunch
of dead roses, left to die by life.
Such a small thing, life a mere
gesture to smile, to walk, to talk,
and to kill. And so many dead.
There is a fascination with killing
roses in the public, the more you
look the easier it gets, don't.
Words are mere words with lines
at the end of each.
God, God, God! Are you there?
The smile of a girl, the smile.
Pure in action, death in mind, this
is a call to help, but a tale of
mischief, a game played by children.
God, are you there? This is a shout
to call for help, a dead rose in hand,
a smile on her face and a broken nail,
© 2012 Jaco Louw ((Teenage_Poet_Loser))
Shelved in 2 LibrariesAdded on May 14, 2012
Last Updated on May 14, 2012
Jaco Louw ((Teenage_Poet_Loser))
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