There Among Life's Playground

There Among Life's Playground

I saw a boy one day pretend
To be a man and wear his suit
And shirk responsibility
While claiming all authority;
It was a sad and vain pursuit.

I saw a boy begin a rant
As unlike a man as could be
And drape himself in victim hood
As if such acts did any good
Or e'er displayed maturity.

I saw a boy with furrowed brow
Begin a fight he could not win
And spasm bile and peevishness
And witnessed his inept distress
As life defeated him again

My sorrow for this damaged boy
Was tempered by his acts hate
And hurts he sought to sow like grain
And wounds he sought to salt with pain
And grief he angered  to create.

I watched as he self destructed
And showed his friends and enemies
That his soul was dark and hollow
And tread a path none could follow
Or ameliorate or appease.

And now I see the bleak wreckage
Of low actions coarsely pursued
Of feuds begun without reason
Of unfounded calls of treason
And looking back I must conclude

This boy feigning violation
Suffers from his own creation.