poetry

The Broken Man’s Violin

His song is repeated on Social media, in books and every newspaper page.
Growing up in a single parent home, has ignited all his pending rages.
His harsh thoughts,
have toughened his heart,
to limitless ends.
For his temper’s defensed warfare,
is felt by enemies, family, and friendsIMG_20170323_100954_919.
In his over worked mind,
they planned attacks,
to strip away his heart’s last good fibers.
As his issues with the world,
were enormous pools,
in which he is the star diver.
Always on a dramatic stand,
to debate,
natures normalcy’s and bliss.
Casually showing his worst behavior,
while telling everyone where to kiss.
His excuse list is longer,
than any relationship he’s ever had,
due to jealousies that persist,
from never fully meeting his dad.
Rebelliously, robbing the youth of their innocence,
because he’s stuck in his own trapped maze.
Feeling he had to become a Man early on, at a very tender age.
He ridicules them by saying,
they aren’t tough or hard enough.
Feeding them trust issues and war stories,
of how he had it so tough.
A social bully, intrigued by the weakened mind,
of opponents in his ring.
Yet, statistics love his dying breed,
for he always
blames the world,
for- every–possible–thing.
By, Tamara Moore
Thinker on the Loose
Tamaraurmajesty ~I enjoy cheese with my whine πŸ˜‰
Copyright 2015 Reserved for purposes intended by and for Tamara L Dorsey-Moore

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