Savages by Bogdan Dragos

A sad, small boy has covered his face with his hands
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Wasn’t the best house for

a five-year-old

It was just a small room above the

bar his mother worked in

and it was open until late at night

and he couldn’t sleep because

of the noise

He imagined savages going

at each other, fighting to the death,

and then laughing in celebration

of victory

and he wasn’t too far from the truth

His mother would come

into the room from time to time

to get something or

to leave something in her locker

She had no time for him

And lately she kept coming with

blood on her clothes

He imagined she must clean up after

all those savages, pick

their dead bodies up

and bury them

It was unfair. Her only reward was

a spit’s worth of flour

that she was too tired to cook

with. So

she just snorted it through her nose

and went to sleep

while leaving him with some fast-food meal,

sometimes only fries,

sometimes nothing at all

But one day mom stopped coming

Some savages in blue uniforms took her away

and they came for him

as well and

he cried, not understanding what

he did wrong

other than being innocent in

a savage world

-BOGDAN DRAGOS

Bogdan Dragos supervises casinos for a gambling company, working twelve-hour shifts locked in a dark office full of TV monitors. There he mostly daydreams and writes poems and stories. He also manages a poetry blog Daydreaming as a profession.

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21 Comments Add yours

  1. Terveen Gill says:

    Bogdan’s writing hits the heart and mind at the most soft and vulnerable spots. A traumatic childhood can be the worst case scenario in an individual’s life. Innocence takes a vicious beating and the scars often remain. Call it a twisted fate or the fault of irresponsible and negligent parents. The child is the one who suffers alone. Unfortunate…
    Congratulations Bogdan!

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    1. Thank you, Terveen! (◕‿◕)

      Liked by 1 person

  2. brittabenson says:

    I’m always looking forward to Bogdan’s poetry. It always comes with a killer blow. This is so powerful, so hard to read and so good at the same time. I love the way he takes on so many different points of view in his writing, it is always surprising and always comes across authentic, true to the person through whose eyes he views the world. For me, the sign of a great author is his or her capacity for empathy, for seeing the world with different eyes. Surely, Bogdan was doused in empathy.

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    1. ʕっ• ᴥ • ʔっ Thank you, Britta

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      1. Truth is, I get quite the opportunity to exercise my ’empathy muscle’ at work, while I’m constantly watching people ruin their lives and the lives of loved ones by gambling in casinos… It’s an interesting job…

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  3. Very good Bogdan…..

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    1. Oh, thank you! (´,,•ω•,,)

      Like

    1. Unfortunately, that’s how reality is for some poor souls… ლ(╥﹏╥ლ)

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  4. elcieloyelinfierno says:

    Terrible story of a little life !! Thinking that what you have narrated happens in reality. Aberrant! A cordial greeting.

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    1. Yeah, the world’s full of little lives with terrible stories, unfortunately…

      (o・_・)ノ”(ᴗ_ ᴗ。)

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  5. Bogdan very heart touching story. The innocent children are the one who mostly suffer due to the adults lifestyle.

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    1. True… ‧º·(˃̣̣̥︿˂̣̣̥)‧º·

      Like

  6. Jeff Flesch says:

    Powerful, Bogdan.

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    1. (҂◡_◡) ᕤ
      Oh, thank you, Jeff!

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Jeff Flesch says:

        You’re most welcome. Always!

        Liked by 1 person

  7. floweringink says:

    Really powerful stuff!

    Liked by 2 people

    1. (づ ◕‿◕ )づ Many thanks for checking it out!

      Liked by 1 person

      1. floweringink says:

        I am really loving your work in MasticadoresIndia!

        Liked by 1 person

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