Sonnet 18: Shy smiles by the road – sweet misdirection
07 January 2016
I saw her that morning, across the road,
Watched her supple curves, her steps firm in grace
I witnessed sweet beauty smashed like a toad!
Smacked her booty into deaths cold embrace
Some Member made the road – re-election –
We kids played there, till hair and breasts begun…
Shy smiles by the road – sweet misdirection –
Now blood stained glass glitters in the mad sun.
I watched in horror the cruel crowds surround,
Felt their shock, pain and tears – grief turned to rage!
For her fate was sealed when none were around
And her tale is not on today’s front page.
No one heard the resign of her mother
“At least my girl is free of her father”.
Labu Station, 6 January 2016
Thank you Ed and Ian.
I read in the papers about a number of abuse cases in the same week, then about a young girl apparently involved in a hit and I just wondered - what was the real story and what other scenarios might we not comprehend.
Posted by: Michael Dom | 08 January 2016 at 07:33 PM
Posted by: Ed Brumby | 08 January 2016 at 05:46 AM
Aiee....that's the most powerful bit of writing I've come across since I don't know when...!
Posted by: Ian Fraser | 07 January 2016 at 08:28 PM