Member Poem

The waves crash upon the rugged shore
As the sun beats down upon the child face
A bead of sweat drips from his quenched skin
The child plays vigorously chasing the ball

As the sun beats down upon the child's face
scorching his parched skin
The child plays vigorously chasing the ball
This gentleman approached the lonesome but cheerful child

Scorching his parched skin
A deranged and odd man was seen
this gentleman approached the lonesome but cheerful child
                                          This mans face beamed with determination

A deranged and odd man was seen
The man began to run towards the child
This mans face beamed with determination
The child began to scream in terror

The man began to run towards the child
Faster and faster the child ran
The child began to scream in terror
As the man takes the child

Faster and faster the child ran
the man was faster then the child
As the man takes the child
The child fights back

the man was faster then the child
Kiking and screming
The child fights back
But the man is too strong, overcoming the child's strength.

Kiking and screming
The child is relentless to succumb to the man
But the man is too strong, overcoming the child's strength.
The people on the beach began to question this man

The child is relentless to succumb to the man
The man is suspicious to the people on the beach
The people on the beach began to question this man
as the man replies “he is my son”

The man is suspicious to the people on the beach
the people go about their business
As the man replies “he is my son”
The people go about their business not questioning what they are witness to

the people go about their business
The boy is taken far from home
The people go about their business not questioning what they are witness to
The boy is not a boy any more

The boy is taken far from home
Growing up never seeing the light of day again
The boy is not a boy any more
He is a man, and the man is no longer alive 

Growing up never seeing the light of day again
Raised in a cubicle under the lamp of a fluorescent bulb
He is a man, and the man is no longer alive
The man has no family he is alone

The boy is not a boy any more
A bead of sweat drips from his quenched skin
The man has no family he is alone
The waves crash upon the rugged shore