Spirits lifted by a thoughtful thankyou, I spent yesterday afternoon in a mild mood of creativity. The result, amoung other things, was this poem/lyric; the subject of which sadly seems to be regularly in the news…

Leaving Me To Die

and did you see them laughing
and did you see their highs
and did you see the vodka talking
glassing up their eyes

and did you hear me screaming
and did you hear me cry
and did you hear the shank unsheathing
searching for my thigh

blood across my street now
red alley where i fell
dont know why
but cold i lie
with sky the news to tell

and did you watch them racing
and did you watch them fly
and did you watch those hoodies hiding
leaving me to die

© PAFoster 26/05/08

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