the Son of D

the Son of D


I’m the homely vagrant son of D
the unwanted misfit
that ain’t ever miss s**t
feel like I’m on the devil’s wish list
I wonder can I quit this
bottle of mixed bliss
mixed with dreams and desire
heaven and hell fire
half truths and lady liars
somebody come for me
free my soul then flee
because their is no love for Z
no wasting time on my knees
point my gun to the sky and scream
“why can’t I just be?”
who what where and why
I ain’t got no time to die
I can’t ride and cry
tell the difference between angels and horse flies
so when the sky bleeds for me
we’ll soon see
that there’s no hope for the son of D

homely

vagrant

unwanted

misfit

--Z

Reviews

[Chelsea L. Ellsworth]

awwwww.. I like it! it reminds me of so many people and it tells about you sorta.

[lilfeather]

Such a powerful poem, thank you for entering my contest.

[Danielle Asher]

so much pain and loneliness here. It is great that you can write this stuff out.
thanks for sharing.