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Medusa Smile
A poem about a man that hides in the shadows spying on a child whose name he does not know |
-Medusa Smile- by Keaton Foster I cannot react I cannot show She must never know With others she plays In the shadows I wait She calls a different man father She calls me just another stranger Medusa is not her name Truth be known I have no idea what her name is Her mother and I Were two young fools that Crashed into each other One dark and lonely night When the dawn came I escaped all responsibility Never again would I feel her embrace Never again did I think that I would know I left it all to fate, both hers and mine Once she found out she was pregnant I am sure that she swore a promise to protect Alone, she went through nine months of heck I only know of the child Because of chance circumstance I came here, to the park One particular sunny day Easily feeling out of place I stood in the shadows And watched many kids play Remembering my own better days And a childhood long since escaped That is when I saw her face We are like twins Separated by a lifetime of mistakes She has my endless eyes My crooked smile My lemon yellow hair And an ability to be Oblivious when those who are Connected to her are quite near Her smile, her gaze Easily turns me to stone Quickly sinking me down Each time I become heavier Each time a piece of me dies Through her expressions of joy It's not because I wish that such joy was mine But because I know it can and will never be Her true happiness is what I now wish So here I will remain I will accept what she does to me The man that she calls father Is a man that looks as if He has himself together Her mom loves him Easily he reciprocates My child screams daddy Quickly he replies Yes my precious child Such an appropriate lie She will never know me That is the way it must be Adding me into her life Would only benefit me It's best this way Regardless of how Looking at her makes me feel What was done is right Little child of mine Medusa smile as much as you wish Stranger not known that I miss Each sunny day I am here In this place watching you play Regardless of the fact that such An outward-bound sign of happiness Crushes me deeper into the depths… Medusa Smile Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |