Trite Little Too Serious Piece O'Crap Pop Poem For A Lost Soul I Once Knew Who Loved Trite Little Too Serious Piece O'Crap Pop Poems

She was too young then and she was too young today
But the Reaper has never been interested in anybody's age
When it comes time to carry a soul away

I remember riding in her jeep on the open highway
Top down, music blasting, her skirt hiked to show her legs
Acting like a wild English girl in a Truffaut screenplay

Too young then 
Too young now
Never wanted to grow old, never wanted to grow up
Too, too young

A few times we stayed up late talking about serious issues
At first she said she'd been molested when she was a kid
I just sat and listened, not sure of what to say or do

She told me that's why she was constantly trying to escape
And as we grew a little closer and she felt safe to open up
She told me it wasn't molestation, it was constant rape

Too young then
Too young now
Never wanted to grow old, never wanted to grow up
Too, too young

The relationship ended after yet another ugly binge
I wasn't man enough I guess to handle that sort of thing
She'd gone back to the white or so I was told by a friend

A few years later we ran into each other at a local bar
Said she was single again and asked what I wanted to do
I told her I was going home alone and drove off in my car

Too young then
Too young now
Never wanted to grow old, never wanted to grow up
Too, too young

The news came late this afternoon
It was sad and it took awhile to realize what I had just read
The words blurred and all I could say was much too soon.

Later as I sat down on the deck in the backyard
With the dog at my side and the sky filled with stars
I wondered how any us ever survived our childhood scars

Too young then
Too young now
Never going to grow old, never going to grow up
Too, too young

*For R.E.R, 12/11/1975 - 05/13/2019*