He had been thrown out at fifteen his secret
by parents who were always high
never knew love of a family always a loner
had a sister he tried to protect
his haunted vision of her always crying
yet like him always defying!
Within knew she would survive their cruelty
what else could she now do
nobody ever came to help them get free
his will to live was ebbing
worrying about his sister afraid to go back
the education he did lack!
Ended up begging on the street humiliated
on a day when he felt like dying
a dog wandered aimlessly lost passed him
turned and came slowly back
laying whimpering with sad eyes at his side
for the first time in years cried!
This scruffy bag of bones and fur needed help
neglected and desperate
identifying his situation with this new friend
now with a purpose in life
that emptiness was not so intense anymore
had to pick himself off the floor!
Giving him courage and confidence to mature
named the dog Thor
because he had given him strength and courage
to become a man from the boy
proud to have a loyal companion as he paced
knowing the parents had to be faced!”
Settled in a flat of his own and now employed
the inevitable had to be done
ringing the bell still scared him wanting to run
a young woman opened the door
his sister recognised him hugging so tight
filled with such delight!
This was when he learned the parents had died
she had tried to find her brother
knew they would meet again and be together
welcoming him and Thor
into a now happy home the passed left behind
their future clearly defined!
The Foureyed Poet.