Hood In The Streets Poem by james watkin
Hood In The Streets
Arrests his attention
With tear, unlikeliest!
This incorrigible escapee
Of responsibility.
Soft-faced, for girl-child.
His own daughter, if fate
By another way, a word
Less hatefully absurd
Had motivated his will.
So let me warn you then.
Take a chance on love, to win
O'er roaming boar within.
Wednesday, August 26, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: child,man
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