Concrete : version 1
You were a genuine mix in my life.
We tumbled in rollers
and rumbled down the road
only to lead some idiots to the gardens
and be laid until it rained.
When we rose,
we were still together
until the boy came running from the garden
and kicked you far off
idiot
i gave him what i could
he tumbled
and new idiots ran over him,
to reach the garden.
i lay there through many a seasons.
until the roads were laid again,
to be swept onto the pavement where u quietly lay.
a soft push
a nudge
turned u to dust
and i lay thinking
is this all i ever had?
just when
the idiots ran past again,
to the garden,
and they blew you in all directions
but mine.