...calling out his name...

...calling out his name...

A Poem by Huw

The young man's obituary
was a pack of lies
concocted by guilty parents
the flattering posts by so-called friends
were insincere 
The dead and gone cannot rest in peace
because he didn’t live in peace
If he’d known peace he’d still be here
and the king of terrors would not
have come calling out his name...

© 2019 Huw


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Added on May 18, 2019
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Huw
Huw

Ammanford, Wales, United Kingdom



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I'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..

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A Poem by Huw