Mixed Up With The Wrong Crowd Poem by james watkin
Mixed Up With The Wrong Crowd
Born into hope, a mother's
Her world, made bright for it
A cause of tears, despairing
And world's hellish descending
To be, son did permit.
'Life, you are to blame'; he roars.
Looked upon itself as
A bad influence. 'You, life! '
Thwarts what's best for one. Gale-rife!
Voicing, from all sides, crass.
Sunday, April 16, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: mother and child,life
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