Aleks

Aleks

A Poem by Jazz Newport Green

Aleks run.
Aleks hide.
Aleks fight to survive.
But Aleks dead.
Aleks gone.
Aleks bled all night long.
Aleks cried.
Aleks weep.
In his sorrow Aleks steeped.
Aleks wondered.
Aleks feared.
Aleks look for help that was not there.
Aleks left without a trace.
They killed Aleks.
Aleks was told he was gay.
Aleks was told he was fat.
Aleks was told he should die.
My friend Aleks no like that.
Bye bye Aleks.
Enjoy your sleep.
Poor old Aleks.
Poor was he.
I liked Aleks.
Aleks is no more.
Oh well....
Aleks lied

© 2013 Jazz Newport Green


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Added on October 22, 2013
Last Updated on October 22, 2013