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A poem about an abandoned hero |
Please, share ANY comments you have on this poem, big or small. I do not normally write poetry so I don't expect it to be that great on here! I may be wrong but I would appreciate all you have to say about it for me, please rate and review! Thank you :) Enjoy! Eric rode his horse along the trail Listening to the clomp of his hooves and swish of his tail Eric’s hair matched his horses black flank His green eyes twinkle, he’s full of swank His suit matched his dark appeal Plus It’s homemade and soft to feel A young girl walked by, and noticed his flaw Quickly turning away, like she never saw She walked on without a word of hello Scared and callow The fear in her eyes Brought him back to a time he most despised Walking by a secluded house On his way to a future spouse A familiar and awful smell stopped him flat Above the house, a cloud of smoke sat At that moment a woman cried My child’s in there, I can not let him die Without thinking of himself at all He ran in without a stall A large, flaming beam fell On the savior, it befell Scarred but not maimed He jumped up, wanting the child to reclaim Outside the house the mother wept Inside the house the man crept With the child huddled in his arms He ran from the house, not knowing the true harm The mother ran to her boy And screamed when she saw the mans face half destroyed An ambulance came, paramedics raced to his side He asked what was wrong, trembling inside Back to reality, just as painful as past Because of his help, he stands an outcast He remembers his friends and his bride Promising to stand at his side He remembers the loneliness and her goodbye So hard for him not to cry Unable to find work because of his burned face He writes songs and sings alone, never leaving his place He wonders if it'll ever be the same If his good side will remain Will someone see past the hurt And love him for his heroic effort? |