A poem – by my son

I have often published pieces from my daughter on this site but my son (known to you regulars as ‘Thing II’) is not exactly known for his literary pursuits (by his own admission). Like me, his youth has found its best expression through music. But every now and then he likes to surprise us all. Last night he wrote this and put it on his Facebook. With his permission I am publishing it here. He’s almost 16 now and is, to all intents, a man. With that comes great depth of feeling and many mixed emotions. I’m proud of the maturity and depth he conveys here.

I look among the rush hour of quacks.

Among people afraid, that if their vail should slip, all shall be lost.

Among the fucking liars, cheaters, and rapist, sustained as the hero for the suit they wear.

Among those, who seek to find the hunted, and now endangered species of the fairytale Samaritan.

Among those, who traded that last drop hope, in exchange for a drop of Tennessee.

The multitude of anguish and pain, lost in the filled cabinet of a 9-5 backroom. All lost in a cloud of grey smoke, from a troubled teen, thinking of changing the world in his extremist movement.

I see one ray glisten through the clouds. One last remaining hope. My mind lost on a glistening diamond, my eyes fixed till the early morning. A broken diamond, by those too afraid to see the light.

Seeking refuge, I refuse to let go in hopes of a world sheltered, to call home.

International speaker, educationalist, bestselling author and journalist D K Powell is the author of the bestselling collection of literary short stories “The Old Man on the Beach“. His first book, ‘Sonali’ is a photo-memoir journal of life in Bangladesh and has been highly praised by the Bangladeshi diaspora worldwide. Students learning the Bengali language have also valued the English/Bengali translations on every page.

Sign up for Ken’s new writing project – ‘The Pukur’ – at Patreon.

Both ‘The Old Man on the Beach’ and ‘Sonali’ are available on Amazon for kindle and paperback. Published by Shopno Sriti Media.

D K Powell is available to speak at events (see his TEDx talk here) and can be contacted at dkpowell.contact@gmail.com

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11 Responses to A poem – by my son

  1. sarsm says:

    Thank you for sharing this. Very deep and emotional. Your son seems like a bit of a diamond here himself. You must be very proud.

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  2. renxkyoko says:

    That’s a good one… I wonder though what ” a drop of Tennessee ” means.

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  3. Seyi Sandra says:

    He subtly encapsulates the crazy world we live in today. Thanks for sharing.


  4. Excellent word choice of conveying perception of a world gone insane. I could feel the emotion and relate. Love the glistening diamond analogy.I could also see those words as possible song lyrics. Hope he continues. Thank you for sharing.

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