Poem By Anthony Foster
The beat in my chest catches in my throat,
The unfairness assaults me, my mind‘s in a moat,
I want to smash something, to show how you are so wrong,
The moment is destroyed I want to go I don’t belong,
Long after the storm when things are calm,
When all I need is a healing balm,
The bitter taste is in my throat,
Your love if it existed seems so remote.
All I wanted was a steady sea,
And a good star to help me,
To enjoy our time together is all I ask,
Not the cold blade of all this hate stuff.
Anger is being a puppet on a string,
I cannot think I am helpless I cannot do a thing,
Quality time is too precious to be wasted in this way,
Time should be caressed, enough of this lets enjoy the day.