There once was a boy who lost his way
He didn’t know why he did what he did
A battle in the mind being lost
He fell through the cracks when nobody cared
Oh, does anyone know where all the love has gone to
When iron and lead turn the seconds to decades
He wished he was dead but then…
The magistrate slammed down the gavel
Five score ten and one
Hurt and death and chaos of mind
He regretted his wrong but then…
He can’t undo the past
Five score ten and one
all we need do is watch the nightly news to see the unbelievably huge number of 'lost boys' and the inevitable rise of that count.
this was a heart wrenchingly accurate description of the fate of so many of our boys falling through unforgiving cracks for lack of care. thanks for this really good piece
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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this was a heart wrenchingly accurate description of the fate of so many of our boys falling through unforgiving cracks for lack of care. thanks for this really good piece