Kensuke

• Francesca Papandrea, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2016

Kensuke’s his name
Not clothed, and never will be
This is his island
Kensuke
Knife in his pocket,
Almost covered by his skin
“ fire is no good!”
Kensuke
Why does he do that
Runs away at last moment
Forever betrayed
Kensuke
This is his household
This will always be his home
This is his kingdom
Kensuke