유년의 방

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유년(幼年)의 방

                                                                               맹기호

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                  우리 동네에 신발 신은 아이는 없었다

                                                                                                                                                                                                              굳은 살로 오르면 마루가 소리 내어 울었다

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   해 짧은 겨울날

                                                                                                                                                                                                                    아침 먹고 종일 저녁을 기다렸다

                                                                                                                                                                                                                하릴 없이 산에 올라 칙뿌리를 캐고

                                                                                                                                                                                                                         강변에선 물새알을 구었다

                                                                                                                                                                                                                         화덕같은 열기를 받으며

                                                                                                                                                                                                            콩밭 열무를 뽑아 장에 나서도 돈 되지 않았다

                                                                                                                                                                                                                   사랑방엔 이마에 피도 안마른 녀석들이

                                                                                                                                                                                                                          섯다를 치며 핏대를 세웠다

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     밤이 오면 잤다

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  새벽은 매일 왔지만

                                                                                                                                                                                                                        희망이란 단어가 있는 줄도 몰랐다

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   학교에서 돌아와도

                                                                                                                                                                                                                            아무도 말을 걸어주지 않았다

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        혼자 울었다

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