Fragments – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)

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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