BULLY FOR YOU -THE WILLOW BLUE
Rooted to the spot
Hands held forth in supplication
Father’s grim faced towering above
Willow blue her bleeding feet’s shoes
Hands held forth in supplication
Blood bleeds into shattered pattern
Willow blue her bare feet shoes
Fat clown tears seep through
Blood bleeds into shattered pattern
Statue still she feels his hands whack her down
Fat clown tears seep through
She wished she didn’t have clumsy fingers.
Statue still she feels his shoe connect with her skull
Shuddering she crawls amongst the shattered willow blue
Wishing she didn’t have clumsy fingers
She holds up her hands in supplication
Gemma Hill

