eleven minutes past ten..

worried about your own future - what about the young ones?

Eleven minutes past ten..

and he's still not in

his bike is leaning

in the dark of the evening

twelve men say a prayer

or so boss will swear

that such things should never

be happening to youths, not anywhere

walking and climbing the past

looking for cracks in the shaft

hoping to speak briefly

to the future kings so eerie

but no one's there at present

Good almightily pleasant

a shining coat of white paint

gleaming from whitewashed refrains

4 lines

4 times

4 rhymes

4 crimes

he is now sixteen..

war crime(s)

history rhyme(s)

sign of the time(s)

sooo hard to toe the line(s)

he is near dead..

it's just around the corner

and he's still not in

his bike is leaning over

to the din of the worlds spin

Reviews

[Wondering Mind]

It's theirs that I worry about most, their present and future, it's all tense.
A very interesting read

[Kerry O'Connor]

Wow! This is hard-hitting and taps into parental fears: we all want our young ones to be safe, productive, worthwhile individuals, kept safely out of harms way. This reminds us that harm is just around the corner...