Andy Brookes

Gold Star - 37,869 Points (11 May 1954 / Macclesfield)

Fallen Idol - Poem by Andy Brookes

held up paragon
with dodgy knees.

feet of clay.
a role model?

no model,
no role.

except the rolling in the hay,
in dirt.

becoming human
now there's a flaw.

I feel the pillar crumble
devastation in your eyes.

as you realise
you worshiped a false god.

leaving you wondering
where to put your faith.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 8, 2015

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