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Array ( [sid] => 81032 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Internal Infection [time] => 2005-01-22 18:55:52 [hometext] => On the eve of Tony's un-funeral. May his soul rest in peace. [bodytext] => Internal Infection

Baby boy born in a home
Brothers, sisters, all adore
He is Momma's little boy
Family grows some each day

Years go by, and children
play.
Play some, fight some,
Day by day

Boy grows to a man
Momma dies
He drinks, dispair
has haunted eyes
Brothers, sisters
stop and stare

Years go by
he has a love
children of hers
they raise as one

Childhood family
slips
quietly away

He get so sick
then dies one day

Brothers, sisters,
stay away
Love of his, she cries and cries
children standing by her side

Memorial time
and there are two
Hers and then
his families too

Visitors that arrive that night
so unaware of feuding,
fight

They drive away
their minds uptight
Raindrops, pound into the night

And God cries. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 39 [informant] => freckle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
Internal Infection

Contributed by freckle on Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 06:55:52 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief



Internal Infection

Baby boy born in a home
Brothers, sisters, all adore
He is Momma's little boy
Family grows some each day

Years go by, and children
play.
Play some, fight some,
Day by day

Boy grows to a man
Momma dies
He drinks, dispair
has haunted eyes
Brothers, sisters
stop and stare

Years go by
he has a love
children of hers
they raise as one

Childhood family
slips
quietly away

He get so sick
then dies one day

Brothers, sisters,
stay away
Love of his, she cries and cries
children standing by her side

Memorial time
and there are two
Hers and then
his families too

Visitors that arrive that night
so unaware of feuding,
fight

They drive away
their minds uptight
Raindrops, pound into the night

And God cries.




Copyright © freckle ... [ 2005-01-22 18:55:52]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Internal Infection (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 11:58:05 PM AEST
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Very very deep... & very very beautiful.... If the ratings would allow me I would give it a 10.... You are truly an amazing talent! Awesome!




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