Intervention

How sad to be that boy


At seven, or was it eight

Wet

Ashamed

And humiliated

With no power

No sense of control

Having first thoughts of things

Most awful, with angel lust

Wet

Ashamed

And humiliated

With no future

A life on parole

Making that tearful vow

If at sixteen or twenty

Wet

Ashamed

And humiliated

With no longings

A drop takes the soul

How sad to be that boy

Lee Harris

April 30, 2011
(Revised May 1, 2011)