Tell me granddad
what were you saying to me
When you watched
As flashes of light
captured each indignity
Freezing the evil
for all to see
Leaving my life
shattered on the floor
Tell me granddad
was it the money
or the power
that attracted you
Did it feel good
watching me beg
no granddaddy
no please
My tears fall
on cold stone
that marks your
resting place
Its no colder
Than your heart
How many
Are out there granddad
Sick old men
Looking with
Lust in their eyes
At my pain
This is your legacy
To me granddad
Joseph Men
March 6, 2001
© 2001, Joseph Men