poetry: Rebel Verses

Rebel Verses

by spoiledbrat802

(for Leigh Anne, disappeared 1990 August, Abra, Philippines)


There is beauty

In a world gone mad

In the eyes of a child.


Bullet shells are toys

Killng fields playgrounds

Til fantasy ends

And harsh reality begin.


If only for a while

You’d have wished to go back

Be a child once more

Find comfort in a toy gun

Instead of that .45 in your hand.