Hero’s Lament

Andromeda by Paul Gustave Doré

Andromeda by Paul Gustave Doré

The rail lies cold against my ear,
listening not for a train
but hoping to hear the muffled
cries of a damsel in distress.

Sensing none, I follow the tracks
to the industrial warehouses,
hoping to find a brave and beautiful
reporter suspended over a vat of acid.

But these days the trains don’t run,
villains silence the press with lawyers
and I’ve learned that gratitude
fades with the morning dew

and a hero’s scars are just plain ugly
in the harsh light of every day.

 

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker was born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough, North Carolina where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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5 Responses to Hero’s Lament

  1. The villains are in the White House! Anyway, great poem! 👍

  2. Purpleanais says:

    I think I may just be as desilusioned and cynical as you are because I love this.

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