I’m Walt
\nI was dragged behind this old truck
\nit was the day that I ran out of luck
\nit was the day that my world seemed to end
\nit was the day when my so called friend
\ndragged me a way down the street on my back
\nit was the day I felt that attack<\/p>\n
It was the day the pain came to be
\nI was just feeling the dire agony
\nI could feel my body tearing away
\nI could taste blood in my mouth
\nand the day
\nit happened the harshness of my ordeal
\nand ever since its been so hard
\nto conceal<\/p>\n
the pain has been bad
\noh! I have suffered so
\nand the maggots are chewing my flesh
\nand do grow
\nit is so tender in the extreme
\nI close my eyes, could it be, a dream
\na nightmare a story of horror and grief
\nsuch painfulness, and, for it no relief<\/p>\n
I was found on the streets
\nGuatemala my home
\nonce I was living in white house
\nI’d comb
\nthrough the garden the bushes
\nand all of those flowers
\nout in that garden I used to spend hours <\/p>\n
but out on the streets
\nwhere nobody cares
\nwhere cars and trucks
\nrumble and nobody shares
\nany time for me, no pats or smiles
\njust a kick and brick
\nand I live in the piles<\/p>\n
of tin cans, and old rugs
\nand that little park
\nall day I wander
\nand when it gets dark
\nI come to this place
\nto this space, to lie down
\nand dream of the next day
\nsomewhere else in town<\/p>\n
Look at my body its
\nravaged and torn
\nyes I can say
\nwhy was I born?
\nnobody loved me
\nnobody cried
\nas to my ownership
\nthey all denied<\/p>\n
I felt their boot
\nup my arse and I ran
\nover the free way
\nand, another man
\nlobbed a stone at me
\nit really hurt
\nfor a moment I laid down
\nasleep in the dirt<\/p>\n
the shock of it all
\ntook my breath away
\nand the skin on my back
\nin the thrust I did pay
\ndragged along by
\nsome creep with a car
\ntearing my flesh
\noh it did scar<\/p>\n
my soul and my spirit
\nthe pain was intense
\nnobody helped me
\nthere just seemed no sense
\nof taking this agony
\nbut well I did
\ntrying just trying
\njust hoping to bid<\/p>\n
for the respite and joy
\nto be laid quietly still
\non the grass in the cool
\nas my blood it did spill
\nI watched it
\nI licked it
\nit tasted warm
\nbut inside my head
\nwas a hell of a storm<\/p>\n
my eyes bled
\nI wee’d
\nthe shock was too much
\nI just couldn’t bear it
\nif some one would touch
\nmy breathing was laboured
\nmy heart it beat slow
\nI’d lost all my spark
\nand i thought I would go<\/p>\n
but some angels found me
\nand helped me and I
\nwas given some water
\nI didn’t die
\nI was laid in a bed
\nand treated so well
\nclosing my eyes
\nit wasn’t hell<\/p>\n
I was back on my feet
\nin a white room and I
\nwas being looked after
\nby a lass and a guy
\ncleaning me cutting my hair
\nI just feel
\nthese humans are angels
\nreal angels reveal<\/p>\n
such love and they did
\nthey were so good to me
\ncompared to that bastard
\nwho tried to kill me
\nhow can two people be as different as this
\nhow one can be lovely
\nand pat me and kiss
\nand the other just kick me
\nand tied me and dragged
\nuntil my whole body
\nofficially sagged<\/p>\n
I’m Walt and the pain
\nhas been terribly bad
\nthe night s have been long
\nand I have felt so sad
\nas the maggots did chew
\nand the blood it did spill
\ngradually slowly I got back will
\nsome of you darlings have sent in some
\ncash
\nits helping its helping
\nthat really big gash is healing so well now
\nthe food too is great
\nand lovely fresh water
\noff my nice clean plate<\/p>\n
I need a bit more help
\nso think of me
\njust a little bit more help
\nand I will be free
\nof this egregious pain
\nit does me in
\na little more help
\nand I’m going to win<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I’m Walt I was dragged behind this old truck it was the day that I ran out of luck it was the day that my world seemed to end it was the day when my so called friend dragged me … Continue reading