Candy Cane

Its swirls were intriguing Salvation meant his heart was beating His taste buds protruded the gum from his mouth And lifted themselves to curve: A Perfect Sugar Point As he sucked, his jealousy grew And where he smacked, the point drew And when he thought his taste buds knew, He sought what must be done He pushed down and heard their screaming; The sharpened point of blood left gleaming, But chipped its point upon his tooth And lifted his hands up towards the root Realization; his slip was death As denial left his wanting mouth, And acceptance came to drown him out A gargling boy of innocence Found the pains of life, Dropped his shoulders Formed his knees; A pounding fist of strife Then mourned for his lost perfection Which made the form of death contention Laid on the ground to his perception, And cried his candy peppermint.