A Word

August 12, 2012

A word with you cold hard man- Threw me to the side- Didn’t care if I cried- “You’re a worm deep inside” Father, your words destroyed my pride- “You’re too old, lazy to succeed,” Never understood what I need- A word with you cold hard man- Always a lecture- Insults to the core- My life with you-what a fucking chore! I was your little dumping whore, A word with you cold hard man- Kicked me around like some old can- Bottled up is my rage- Each and every time you turned your face- Ashamed that I caused you some disgrace- A word with you cold hard man- Your words beat me like a ram- My soul caves in like a broken dam- This young child screams and shouts- Only to realize, you’re never about….Listening! Photo: My Father, self taught musician. Clipping from El Diario News Paper Date unknown, Deceased.

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Lucian A. Sperta

Published Author and Poet over 25 books in paper back and digital books Selected American Library Association 2015 Model Citizen 2013 Writer of the Month Meridan 1989 American Society of Authors Composers and Publishers since 1994 #8 Hot Top 100 Hot New Release in Poetry #1 Best in Photo Essay Amazon.com Some people think I expose myself too much in what I say in my poems, I don't consider myself a poet as much as I feel I am a story teller, how can one write subjected to other peoples point of view on how I write, what I write, and how I express myself. This is my journey and self expression is how I choose to deal with it; words, writing has been the outlet where I control without fear, without shame, the pen and paper will never betray you. A poet is one, I believe, can take a surgical scalpel to the soul and let it bleed what it truly feels.....

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jwienerAug 12, 2012

This poem talks about how sometimes words can hurt more than actions, especially if those negative words come from our family, or other individuals who are supposed to love and support us. Also, the lesson learned from this poem is that every person needs to be heard, because we each have something important to say.