2009 -- 1.2 (Spring) Poetry

Where Were You? by Steven Brown ~ep

I was there…Where were you?
As the clock ticked its rhythmic tune,
As I–stood with only hope before a road so new…
I was there…Where were you?

As I – tirelessly struggled,
In my–acrobatic juggle of…
Everything that the world threw…
I was there…Where were you?

When I–entered our bed, my only pleasure was to please,
As the artist that is me with the greatest of ease,
Began to sculpt you a statue of everlasting truth,
I was there…Where were you?

When the children came,
When they cried at night,
When they looked to us for a guiding light,
When they longed for peace and needed us to come through,
I was there…Where were you?

When the battles raged, and I fought my way to the top,
With the world in my hand to hold or to drop,
When it all became too much,
When I was scared and confused,
I was there…Where were you?

When it all came crashing down…
When I fell from the top and I smashed to the ground,
When I picked myself up…broken and bruised,
I was there…Where were you?

Well there’s one thing I know to be absolutely true…
And it’s the Devil’s gonna come to collect his due,
And you’ll look to find comfort in these eyes of blue….
But… I won’t be there for you.