![]() Youthful DisplaysA Poem by Daniel Washington-Sat together on a hill, an aerial for thought hand in hand again and despairing once more the son of a builder and a working class w***e the daughter of suits and apathy for the poor. - Cunning lines and brushstrokes of youth one is dark, deceptive and a recluse the other is light and easy and obtuse and both are puckered up for much abuse. - One is real and the other is thin one is sick of the colour in their tin the other is sick of the colour of their skin and neither of these idiots knows where to begin. - Both so naive in their opposite ways a healthier balance falls outside their gaze and they'll be in a state like this for days concocting even more pitiful, youthful displays. - Too young to die, so they stare at the ground the son is a bitter, cynical clown with the gift of humour that softens the blow of a mind that travels where others daren't go. - The daughter has a kindness he cannot exude a torch in the night, but an agony too she lives with joy and meaningful bliss and it kills her think that it might not exist. - The son is depressed and unable to hide he tries to perform, but it's a matter of time before the truth is revealed and this ruthless ill fate is sealed - Together they create, and talk of escape not from the world but a terminal state of conquering demons and figuring out that the other is miserable and so full of doubt.
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Added on May 4, 2015 Last Updated on May 4, 2015 Author![]() Daniel WashingtonMilton Keynes, United KingdomAboutHello! I'm Daniel; - I like to write. Sometimes I do it well, other times I don't, which I suppose is only fair. For the past 5 or so years I've been working on a novel. Currently only at novella l.. more..Writing
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