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I’ve seen devastation
I see it in his eyes
That are swelled and puffed
From the wells long dried.

I’ve seen devastation
Illuminating the gait
Of a shadow of a man
Who ponders his fate.

I’ve seen devastation
On his stained frozen cheek
On a face that has aged
A decade this week.

I’ve seen devastation
And it’s predilection to kill
The soul and the spirit
The hope and the will.


And when she took her first breath to consummate his fatherhood
He could never have understood.

And when her eyes twinkled as any daddy’s girl’s would
He could never have understood.

And when her hips broadened and welcomed womanhood
He could never have understood.

That one day before twenty-four
She’ll come home no more.

That one day before twenty-four
On her wings she’d soar.

That one day before twenty-four
He’d hurt to the core.

Leaving him with memories,
Memories like…
Like the first time that she crept
The first time she said a joke
The first day she took a step
The last time they ever spoke.

I’ve seen devastation
And it’s chilling wet kiss
As a father is crushed
Under weighty emptiness.

I’ve seen devastation
In his trembling bear hug
With a venom that weakens
The most hardened street thug.

I’ve seen devastation
Purchased and bought
In a currency that weeps
As she’s wrapped in her cloth.

I’ve seen devastation
And it’s harrowing drone
And I pray I don’t see it
Through eyes of my own.

© Dave Anthony 2019. All Rights Reserved

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