...of care.A Poem by HuwWhy didn’t they allow the boy to run free? It would have prevented him from running wild and having to lie about where he’d been or where he hadn’t gone, but should have. Life soon became a concoction of fiction and then feeling guilty because of the lies. He began to preempt the questions they'd ask he had a series of well rehearsed lies to call upon He also had a burden of guilt that got heavier and eventually became unbearable. He wasn’t aware of the destructive nature of guilt so why did he hide from the prosecution of his guilt and the reality of the constraints they’d placed upon him? What would people think? they asked. What would people say? they queried. As they fed the guilt...
"I don’t care", he’d cry and this was truth. He wouldn’t care, because he couldn’t care, because he was a stranger to the warm, nurturing effects of care. © 2016 Huw |
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Added on December 3, 2016 Last Updated on December 3, 2016 AuthorHuwAmmanford, Wales, United KingdomAboutI've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..Writing
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