So here you lie,
Before a wall.
You could be anyone’s child,
But you were one man’s child,
So young!
Shot.
I apologise.
It wasn’t for this you came here.
I apologise again, since no one else will.
Dream,
Ah, it’s a dream!
When the insane take control they lose it all,
Playing out their illness on a stage, as if anyone cares,
Slippery words and good lighting their only meaning,
Burying their feeling,
Timid beyond belief in their dogma and steel.
Shot before a wall.
This is a verse of the poem "As I walked home". Buy the book here
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