Distance - A Sonnet Poem by Seán O Muiríosa

What is it that a mere boy knows of love
Staring at the bright night lights of the city
And gazing at the piercing buildings high above?
Away from the hills of home where she’s pretty
And intoxicated with a longing for him
She is struck with the temptations facing him there
As the sun sinks low behind the hill green and dim
Love, justice and distance will never be fair.
A screeching stream of cars, bustling streets
Like bulging arteries clogging, a pulse rising
He knows this life he’s chosen, its struggles, its feats
Aware that her heart could turn to despising.
He plods into the night with a weary young heart
And away from the love he told he’d never part.