No wonder amidst all he still felt lost,
His father in his last parental role,
To town when went his son's birth proof to post.
Fractured childhood does take a heavy toll:
For one, his father far too old had been—
Old enough his grandpa perhaps to be;
His step mom not many a moon had seen,
And looked like elder sister nigh at sea;
His sis old enough was his mom to be;
Confused kith and kinship not his plight's end,
He, his very strange self, a pod-lost pea,
Could not claim to be his half brother's friend!
So lost was he, an alien amidst home,
A Roman felt foreigner right in Rome!
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Sonnets | 04.02.2017 |
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