Fragments
life is a distorted image
an image that will never change
life is just a sick practical joke
a practical joke graced with humour
a humour that is so strange
and the eyes of the gods look down
as an evil smile is moving around
blackened clouds –
that swirl around the gracious dead
they do tell a tale, a tale of woe
have you heard?
or do you blissfully not know
feelings from the soul
help you achieve that earth shattering goal
James Garratt – December 1992
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More poems from 1992 here
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Fragments – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)
