I spit out the spat, fell broken & flat down and out, but all about the world would spin as I would roll beneath a bowl of my towering soul a dangerous Heart, work of art -pieces, trapped beyond my rape, robbed and sobbed all echos of ache. A life obscure I found no cure. I'd have to almost die without lie a second take a chance I'd make.!

A lad mid twenties found time to rhyme.
Little would he know that the anger he mustered was a mere sign of what was to come.

He would question the animosity in the home. What he saw was abuses of emotion, one could even say neglect with a strong hold. This was right, right?

Mommy and daddy a sibling or two. A home and meals even a bedroom with a view. Everyone else had this from what he could see, so it just right. Daddy drinks and blares music for the whole neighbourhood and people gave strange looks, but the lad didn't see this as what it was. Another member of the family comes to stay, super cool and appeared to be narley
For the times.
She positions the lad, arms laid flat against his little boy strength he could not feel. Her body presses against his as she asks if he likes it. The smell of wine and cigarette slip past her lips as she kisses him.
This was right, right??

Valentine cards a simple fun way to joke around and give your peers something funny or cool. Did you get the best valentines? There were Disney ones with Mickey and Donald Duck even Goofy. The Jetsons and Flintstone even a care bear one mixed in the bunch. Care Bears were the shit!
The lad got five. He gave out 30 to the class and everyone had full boxes of cards. Laughed at attentively because he gave Alfred a valentines and that's gay!
What does that even mean to a ten year old boy?

A big yellow bus ( was actually small) came around and offered candy and treats to the kids in the neighbourhood. All the Hubba Bubba you could imagine, lured us onto the bus and soon the lad invited his family into the church. There they were poked and cheered, changes came but more scrutiny of life as the lad knew.
There were no more dandy candy days, rather instruction and ridicule.

All these adults curated a world where what the lad believed to be, was not. Soon the belt would strike and as the buckle laid deep wounds into his back he believed he was a sinner. Straight to hell he was going because he knew he thought different.

We twist and turn where angels burn
Like fallen soldiers, we will learn
That once forgotten, twice removed
Love will be the death
The death of you.
Savage Garden- Tears of Pearls

Little bits of joy slowly crept out of him, and why? Because he was filled up with to much? Some could say he was ignorant. While time showed he was simply a child.