the son of no one
born on the run
infant estranged
the son of no one
left to
derange
biding time
for exchange
to administrators
confined with
the instigator’s
crime
coming of age
will foster the rage
inflicted, unseen
constricted to ween
little esteemed
while
detention intervened
caught one’s attention
caution neglected
subtracted and rejected
the son of no one
violent companion
father to none
only
chance undone
absent inherent
not all as apparent
spectre paternal
world war
internal
post traumatic
diligence erratic
distance and animosity
breeding atrocity
yet the one
would resign
within
destinies entwined
after long suffering
time
inevitable design
disillusioned
from what wrought
confusion
let it go as
it comes
son of no one
once numb
for some
to the many
no one
now son of the one
the race
had to run
for it to be won
come bittersweet
communion
for a portentous reunion
is it good to be gone?
life will go on
for after life on the run
this one son was won
written by Scott Schoffstall
© February 02, 2012
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