A Poem by John Grey
His drunken father hit his head on a bench,
died of an aneurysm.
His sister left home at sixteen,
is living on the west coast somewhere.
His older brother moved in with a young nurse,
she supports him while he looks for work.
His mother works a job and a half,
for the money, to fill the time.
So he’s alone a lot, watching television,
playing video games.
Whatever’s on the screen,
the good guys always win.
But when he’s up against aliens,
they wipe him out every time.
It’s a mixed message.
But it’s the only one he’s got.