The Strength of a King

As his airplane takes off, Monty looks out the window, down at the hometown he’s leaving behind, excited for all the new adventures he’ll find

He’s also letting go
of a lot of painful memories
Years of nightmarish abuse
and vicious bullying
He’s off to follow his dreams,
Focused on his future,
nurturing better things

What couldn’t break him
gave him the courage he’d need,
Those who tried to make him a victim
Gave him the strength of a king

By: J.N.R Dutton

For Daddy

Ever since my childhood’s hour,

You stood toe to toe, with things I’ll never know, to keep me safe and I thank you for it

Thank you, is the best that I can muster, even though I think I owe you so much more.

Daddy you were one of my first heroes, you taught me what it was to be a man

I will never have it perfect, but even so,

I’ll keep in mind and hold tight to your example, and do the best I can

By: J.N.R Dutton

Old Mac

Old Mac, old buddy, you’re looking quite gray

I remember the red hair you had back in the day

It really stood out, looked like

a hot raging flame

but beyond that, you stood out

for so many other things

like the poems and music you wrote

& how your fingers danced so beautifully

across a great multitude of guitar strings

& how you kept a firm grip on the sweet

down home way you were raised

By: J.N.R Dutton

“Live Your Story” Alternate Title: Broken Star

Old T.M., all dressed in black,

w/his old guitar & a derby hat

he looked rough & ragged, that’s a fact

& his voice sounded more than a little cracked

but he lifted up his voice to sing

to all the souls who’d hear it ring

to let them know there were no limits

to how big they could dream

He said:

“You know, I’ve been where some of you are, been a little frazzled, got some battle scars, but all in all, I’m alright, I’ve never lost my will to fight, I may be a broken star, but haven’t lost my shine, go live your story like I have mine”

By: J.N.R Dutton