This Talent
this talent,
it burns like firelight
did you feel my emotions
just last night
this talent,
well it yawns
and then it starts to stretch
what if what you do is not enough
even if it is your best
the classroom of life
has one one final test
this talent,
it haunts me
with its barbs of failure
it is not a halo
it is just burning like firelight
a constant glow
this talent,
will carry me to the grave
it will be my burden
it may even reach out and save
James Garratt – Tuesday 15th February 20005
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