Poem: Strong-Willed

Colin Pantall

Saving is futile behaviour,

An action wanted but not followed by strength of will

Nazi Germany push back

Postcards power dropped with the strength of a mountain uprooted

Cracked plan, the force wasn’t in favour yet

Sorry the cycle still spins

In the eye of the tornado telling

Amount to nothing ladies

Neck red gradient to purple with time

Mama be better

No hurt here but be better

Punches thrown but no glass tongue mama

I can’t bear it, cuts to clean with alcohol.

Love is gauze, its sticks

Think it infects.

Love is gold reserved for the happy

Happy can be with pleasure

That will do.

Be my daddy, be my mother

Lie.