As The Summer Evening Died a Death

As The summer evening died a death
My Mother was drunk to hell and back
I left my sordid house of filth
And made my way to the river bank
And as I walked the sky was pink
And beautiful things were in the sky
I was sobbing in my soul
AS I listened to the birds and the insects call
Wishing I could roam eternal
That this sinking dusk would never end
That tennis balls and distant screams
Would echo with my little steps
Towards the river with the sky hung pink
On the death of a summers eve.