Lost Boy …
A child lost and hopeless in a dream
he could not bear to hear the scream
of his mother’s fear by a man unhinged
alcohol and demons filled he brings.
Forsaken but not taken, sorrow
filled his soul and all his tomorrows,
he felt alone, through darkest nights,
filled with fear, of mother’s plight.
Depths of scary shadows, frozen still
afraid to awaken, sweating his fill
from the dirty streets to mountain high
a peace came over him with a deep sigh.
Like an eagle flying full, his vision centered
this life a boy of deep sorrow entered
casting demons, ghosts and anger far away.
He wanted love, and mother to stay
tears could not stop flowing, as death
took hold, and the final blow was met.
She died in his arms, as angels plucked
her soul and left him, now alone a boy,
lost in himself and forever destroyed.
Vincent Moore 2018
He was born and raised in Montreal Canada among the Irish, Brits, Italians and French. Point St Charles (commonly called The Point) was the Hell’s kitchen of Montreal. He played, cried, laughed and fought on the street corners, survival was an instinct and watching each others back important. Vincent left home at 17 to find his way in the world, failure and success he had plenty of. He studied the Arts and loved to draw and paint. Took acting lessons and envied those on the stage under the bright lights and hoped to some day become an actor, writer, playwright or painter. Vincent welcomes you to his world of mystery, fantasy and solitude. You can find a few of his writings in one of 3 books he's published.In Absinthia- In Melancholia and In Passionata.