Poetry

Just for Today

written by: Rana20

A kick in the back and a slam on the chest,
A word of advice forming words of regret,
Through the eyes of the unknown, the unimaginable becomes real,
Through the silence of the night and the glare of the child,
Speaking with solitude and pretending to be heard,
He glares at his father, his idol, his soul,
He sees nothing and nothing becomes anything,
He sees a killer and a murderer, not literally,
But a killer with his words and a killer with his eyes,
A killer with the life he chose for the child,
A killer for the addiction that is now so close to death,
A killer for allowing fate to choose his path,
"There is a choice", the child says
"A choice for you to choose the good"
The father looks at him with a remorseful look,
Pointing towards the sky and saying " Fate wanted me like this and so will it be, God has grant me you and you shall never be me"
With that the child understands that there's no hope, just regret,
And so he leaves the room smiling and saying: "I've learnt something, and that I shall never be him"