Stargazer Poem by Amber Jones

Amber Jones

Amber Jones

Saint John's Hospital, Springfield, Illinois

Stargazer

Rating: 5.0


Alone, I gaze up into the night sky and all I see
are millions and billions upon trillions of stars in front of me.
Their light, so bright, so right and all I wanna be
is up there, anywhere, as long as I can be with thee,
but that, that little one, the one who looks as if he's done;
sittin' alone and all he's known was how ta run and gun
and be shunned, but he, yes, that little star up there,
just wasn't and doesn't wanna go f***ing anywhere.
But I, yes I, I believe in he with all of me
that he can be forever, whenever, whatever he wanna be,
but in him's a hole, so dull, impossible to pull that
he gotta come back - come home stat -
but that little, helpless star just dunno where he's at.
So I step up to bat and swipe the mat clean
because he dunno where he's been, ya know what I mean?
So I'll show him all I'm knowin' and give him a start.
I'll let him in and set him in the soul of my heart
because he needs a friend, somethin' that'll never end or
bend or break;
an eruption like an earthquake 'cause I dunno how much more he could possibly take
in this life or the next; just like he's been hexed -
misused, abused, refused and sexed.
Because I know how to treat someone who goes out of his way
to shift the weight, carry the freight - all of it out of the bay
to make people happy even though they're so darn snappy,
and he wants to just slap 'em and hack 'em and kill their whole rapsody
because he cannot ride what he hides inside his soul,
for his pain's like heavy rain blockin' his goal.
So I'll cradle this star in my arms and take care of he,
'cause this boy is not a toy and never will he ever be,
because I'm here and I will forever hold him dear -
his stargazer, keepin' him near to rid him of the fear
of going back to how it used to be then
before we tore it all down and built a new life again.
So now when I gaze into the night sky all I see
are a bunch of sparkling b****es who mistreated he -
the dull, hole-ridden star my boy once used to be;
but, if i has a doll and a pin for every one of them,
I'd be on the binge of gettin' revenge for what they done to him!
But, I have one last thing to say to all of those b****es,
ya know, the ones who almost drug my baby to the ditches?
Guess you thought I'd never fall in love with him,
so f*** you all for what you did back then!
Now I'll leave you, but one final task for the masses;
imma grab my telescope and ram it up your f***ing a**es!

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Amber Jones

Amber Jones

Saint John's Hospital, Springfield, Illinois
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