Criminal Of My Heart Poem by Paula Glynn

He was born on the wrong side of the tracks
Money unfortunately he did lack
Even through plots and schemes
And constantly changing tack
His criminal soul not always having been black.

He would be abandoned by his mother
The one person supposedly
Loving and deeply caring for him
Instead her behaviour indifferent and cold
Her son's innocent soul sold.

Leading him to break the rules
Leading him to charge in unannounced
Leaving him to hiss and spit in handcuffs
Leaving him to struggle with grown police men
Their detainment to make him suffer they did intend.

The criminal of my heart
Has broken my haunted heart
With all the lies, tricks and innuendos
And the perpetual sneaky behaviour
Designed from a plotting and scheming mind.

He now sleeps in a lonely prison cell
He now faces his selfish yet vulnerable lessons
His aggressive inmates hearing his confessions
His night-time spent in mourning and dreaming
His forever memories still wanting and scheming.