when the past has been
draged forward, your find
a child, alone and defeated.
when the past has been draged
forward, your find a child
hiding in his mothers arm.
when the past has been draged
forward, your find a child
with splints and bandages
and a black eye, .
when the past has been draged
forward, your find a child,
waiting for good old dad,
with a gun.
DAVID GERARDINO
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-the-past-was-draged-forward438/
