Tuesday, 8 January 2013

The Tartan Scarf.

"No-one said anything to me,
No-one spoke,
Until a small boy looked up,
And angrily shouted,
'Stop glaring at me!'
Causing by accident,
To come into being,
The moment I realised,
 Just how threatening,
I hadn't become,"
Said the man,
 In the tartan scarf,
At the bus stop,
In the tartan scarf,
Next to the boy,
Who he no longer saw,
To the tartan woman,
Who looked away,
While he struggled to stand,
Next to the boy,
In his tartan Hell.