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Aug 10, 2011

Year of the Fallen Eagle

Crippled individual
dismal outlook on the day,
knows there's only false hope
to coerce him on his way.

Pencil selling blind man
tells himself it's work,
the good news is he's spared the sight
of rolling eyes, and each knowing smirk.

So very tired of their homeless plight
and their consuming inner gloom,
a puppy of extremely rare pedigree
is sold so they can pay for a room.

A shadow of the man that he once was
and even with all that he's learned;
he continually helps individuals
but it's he that's continually burned.

A very young girl who cannot go home
she's so tired of being raped every night,
she does what she must do to stay away
thanks to a father, who just isn't right.

Perpetually changing priorities
because it's pointless to even try and pretend;
the year of the fallen eagle
doesn't seem to have any reason to end.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Direction: How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates

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