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 "A Glimpse of Reality",  my first book of poetry is now being studied in school in Australia.   

     

 

     


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Tears of Blood

 

Was just past midnight

The streets were active that night.

People everywhere

A celebration of summer’s beginning.

Her cries, they were so faint.

A back alley

I found her lying there all alone.

 

Was just past midnight

Her virginity they did steal.

Stabbed several times

They left her to die as well.

Dark shadows covered her well.

Her clothes torn

Her tears were filled with blood.

 

Was just past midnight

I called for help fearing it was too late.

Waited seems like hours

I sat with her, trying to comfort.

Her tears of blood, I gently wiped away.

Help arrived

She had already whispered her last wish.

 

Was just past midnight

They said she was only sixteen.

No identification

No one would ever miss her.

A last wish, I did promise to honour.

Claimed her body

I buried her with the respect she deserved.

 

Is just past midnight

The horror of that night still remains.

A dozen beautiful roses

Each month I place upon her grave.

They entwine with the beauty of sparkling stars.

Tonight a promise fulfilled

Next to my roses, her family matches them.

 

© Steve Gillespie



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