Posted in Poetry


i argued with my father

a lazy saturday

of how the man is taking

young men,

golden boys,

chivalry is dead.

War always

on the tip of tongues.

They use you father

i know father

You just dont listen

to me no more. I’ve

gotta go father

there’s work to be done.

Young boys dying in the streets

their lives


golden boys

chivalry is dead.

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