Treasure Island

Jack Growden

(1997 / Townsville, Australia)

Beneath One Sky


Beneath One Sky

The boys on the beach
Feel the sand between their toes,
And sunlight on their shoulders.
They have spent the summer
Playing with close mates
And scaling granite boulders.

Under the same sky
Children scurry through a street
Strewn with metal and bricks.
They have spent the winter
Starving in sheer fear,
As skinny as thin cue sticks.

Their mother whimpers
As her eldest writhes and bawls,
Tormented by his lesion.
He spent all of autumn
Exposed to the war
That has ruined the region.

A mother watches
Her daughter squirm and giggle
While she plays with her father.
They have spent all of Spring
Together as one;
Beneath the sky we’d all rather…

Submitted: Thursday, October 17, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013

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Copyright Jack Growden 2013. A sad truth...One world, but different skies it seems. Please read the remainder of my collection, and rate and comment on them as you wish. Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy!

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