CJ

 

The mundane matters

Of Monday matter

Until an eighty-four

Year old Grandmother

Comes in,

 Struggling

To come to terms

With the accidental

Death of her twenty-one

Year old Grandson,

Killed

 With his twenty-year

Old friend,

Both ejected from a

Rolling pick-up truck,

Seat belts a question mark.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Summer Re-Visited” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

5:57 PM July 29, 2013

Lincoln And George

 

They were born

During that time

Of the great democracy,

Freedom, equality,

There were cameras,

Satellites in the sky

And drones to imprint

The reasons why,

One was born into

Instant wealth and fame,

The world bowing at his feet,

The other was given

A penny at birth,

One was named George

The other named Lincoln,

Everyone knew what

George would be doing,

I wondered if Lincoln

Would grow up

To study law.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Summer Re-Visited” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

6:15 AM July 25, 2013