Around Poem by Isaac Maez

Step back in time to here
alone with loudness
confusion and pain
I do here laughter, on occasion
seems an escape from reality
I haven't learned to lie or cheat
that will arrive in time
not realizing how much, abundance
and how little words, of value, kill
sticks and stones, pain whither in time
words hinder from forgiveness, such pride
too young to care, but why, why not?
growing in an image of no choice
now long gone, dead, personal demise
survival will not take forever, like rotation
sand in my shoes and hair
signs of having fun, right now.....yesterday