Scraggly Poem by John Prophet

Scraggly



Scraggly
old man
I be.
Many years
behind
me now.
Scraggly
old man
I be.
Toil,
hard work,
back
breaking work
only thing
I've ever
known.
Scraggly
old man
I be.
Children born
all grown up,
grandchildren
too.
Scraggly
old man
I be.
Scars of
life all over
me
can be
found.
Scraggly
old man
I be.
Scars
all over
me
outside
and in.
Scraggly
old man
I be.
Generations
just
like me.
Scraggly
old men
they were.
All ghosts!
Scraggly
old man
I be.
Years have
come,
years have
gone,
leaving
me in the
dust.
Scraggly
old man
I was.

Scraggly
Thursday, January 3, 2019
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