Wrong way along the Tays,
winding, wandering, worried daze.
newflash! headline! today at four
police surround a battered war.
blue striped tape. stops the enter.
visions of the nights storm centre.
cardboard window, weathered door.
silver-fish on a bathroom floor.
oil-stained carpet hides the hall.
crimson face-paint moistened wall.
worried faces, stare not care.
solemn silence, full aware.
concerned neighbour say a word!
future lessons will be learned.
screaming cries broke through the sound,
heard by fresh ears, next door bound.
frightening fear of horror noise,
seen by tears of innocent toys.
multi-coloured hue of pain,
non kept promise, yet again.
summer shades hide blood-shot eyes.
falling tears from a million tries.
broken sprit, loss of mind,
no more times, abandoned kind.
beautiful, shy, bride mum, teen.
who fell in hell, substitute dream.
washed daily in fist shaped showers,
returning seasons, blood soak hours.
glistening razor stopped the breath
one that dragged life to near death.
black or white, right or wrong.
shining bangles, prison song.
an anguished heart to keep the vow!
front page headline she is now.
ended a life to win that fight.
the history here don’t lose sight,
internal innocent, face life alone,
a debt unpaid, a future owed,
a misplaced hero, mum or dad
the wrong way along the tay ...sad!
©Mills Laine
©Mills Laine
