Mal Sharp Poems

I wonder if you stop to think,
Of the people who came before.
The countless backs that have been broke,
So many lives ruined by war.
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What did I do to deserve this?
I'd ask if I knew how to voice,
Did I destroy your sense of bliss?
I was never given a choice.
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I wish I knew the words to write,
The words to make your eyes alight,
The words to soothe away your plight,
To send you soaring to great heights.
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My mum taught me how to read and write,
She showed me how to love and live.
My father taught me my wrong from right,
He showed me how to hope and give.
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I once followed a rainbow, on a fine summers day.
To see what lay hidden, under it's colourful ray.
The sky was without a cloud, my destination clear.
The end of the rainbow, constantly coming near.
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To see your face without joy in my own,
Is only a myth for it isn't known.
Being true to you is just too easy,
I will not cause you any misery.
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Sometimes when all is quiet, I like to sit and pretend.
My walls disappear from view, ready for me to transcend.
Instead I'm in a meadow, breathing in the fresh clean air.
Creating a paradise, I hide from my life's despair.
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This heart that is inside of me,
Belongs to you and all you see.
Though it beats within my rib cage,
I only hold one minute page.
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Life isn't easy, that I get,
The challenges to overcome,
Draining from us much blood and sweat,
Altering who we're to become.
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We live in a world full of greed,
An unappeasable hunger.
Butchering our bodies we bleed,
Making ourselves appear younger.
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