Friday, 9 July 2010

DAILY POEM "INN OF HAPPINESS" PART 4

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Born into a world cold and harsh
Demetrius experienced no compassion
An orphan at the age of six
Love was a word  always rationed.

No education to speak of, no one cared
Just left to his own devices
He could not care he was a shell
All he cared for was his vices.

Getting in tow with all bad sorts
Fighting , making a name
Demetrius went with the pack
Everything to him was a game.

An alcoholic at the age of sixteen
Drugs were part of his life
Never knowing kindness or family ways
All he knew was strife.

At twenty one he killed a man
Spending ten years in jail
His reputation preceded him
In prison he became frail.

The ten years he spent of his life
Ducking and diving causing fear
But secretly in his cot at night
He often shed a tear.

When he came out that rainy night
He went straight back to his way
Despite his attempts to rehabilitate
The temptation was there every day.

His so called friends who knew his plight
Extorted him for all they could get
Knowing his childhood was far from rosy
they used him without any regret.

PLEASE COME BACK FOR PART FIVE TOMORROW :)


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