Poem -

Blood Gutters

When he dies as he dies
Will he think of his home
Call for his mam
Even though
He is grown

Will he think of his lover
Imagine her touch
Hold onto
Her touch
When the blood bleeds
Too much

Will he know it's been worth it
To lie with his pain
Alone in a blood gutter
Out in the rain

Will he call for his mam
Though he's 20 years grown
When he diesΒ 
As he dies
For the loved land he's known

M P 3/3/21

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