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THE LOST

(My work brings me in contact with people who have suffered devastating tragedies in some way in their life. This poem is ‘inspired’ – am not sure that’s an appropriate word – by one such tragedy.)

 

He stood shivering

wet skin and dry eyes;

He jingled

jangled tunes

breaking through

torn pocket

wounds.

 

He lived rough

and pretended to be

oh so tough;

Meagre possessions

in a broken cart

a blanket, cigarettes

and a burnt out heart.

 

Where will he

sleep tonight?

Underneath the

plastic sheet

behind the

garbage bin

fiddlin’ with

her frayed picture

he’d gambled

with life

 

And

didn’t win.

 

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