Cumbersome
CumbersomeWith the weight of the world upon his shoulders, he walks alone
He walks the stone cobbled streets beneath the lamps haloed
Mentored learning was his beginning
He walks unheralded and conspicuously aloof
Hereto he searched the undaunted truth
Turned down his collar rolled up his sleeves
Strolled around kicking the leaves
Down near the grocer's store was the scene
Where he lost his heart, Adeline
Hereto the lot around the corner lies
Chiseled visions adhere to his mind's eye
Sirens and the medics searing his mind, cannot flee today
The blood, the tourniquet, the needle hanging from the vein; lives disarray
She was just barely seventeen, the world beckoning
No time now would be her time for a reckoning
White Horse lost another rider
The Drug Lord lost another to the reaper
Etched deep within his soul, she becomes his permanent griever
His tormenting visions will always see her
Demons dwell, acts burns severe taunting
Visions of hell on earth an embedded haunting
Unbinds time, his minds heart filled lives lies
This horrid crime repetitiously mounts
As its declared, tantamount
Unbeknownst, Adeline was his daughter
Oh, Oh, Oh, poor Father
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