the disappearance

The Disappearance.


Where the road dips there is a puddle, but
Don’t think you can put you wellies on
And splash about; it’s bottomless. I’ve seen
Many children disappear.

Madeline, your name’s so full of heartache;
It sums up a world of sadness.

It’s the rain you see, unstoppable, as is purity
Of evil; take the dip, in the road, away and
The puddle will appear somewhere else. I’ve
Seen many children disappear

Madeline, your name’s so full of heartache;
It sums up a world of sadness.

In the garden’s ornamental pool lilies float
Tiny steps, that led there, are erased by rain
and a young life is a bitter memory. I’ve
Seen many children disappear

Madeline, your name’s so full of heartache;
It sums up a world of sadness