It's Still Life

Shoot The Kids

I was six, and I knew a bit
about life, like when I smiled,
everyone smiled — life was easier
when everyone was happier.
And when I was ten, I got a bike.
It made me smile, and I started
smiling for myself. I was happy.

That bike was my pink Cadillac,
my champion like Black Beauty.
I was Guinevere on a steed, or
Maid Marion charging through
Sherwood with Richard Greene,
or Joan of Arc — bloody and
cut and bruised when I fell off.

I’m sure there were many days
when Mum wanted to shoot us kids.
It’s lucky that we weren’t goats.

written for Miz Quickly: (paraphrased – “Take a book title from her list, and go with it ..” I chose “Shoot The Kids”, and was also inspired by the photos on April Herring’s page. Image from UnSplash.