The Lost Dream – Written Friday 12th March 2010 (Aged 35)

The Lost Dream

i am the lost dream
dropped by the child
whose mother’s fate
waited at the school gate
clutching her hurt in one hand
and my bike in the other
i knew then,
it would always be mother
the almost gult
that almost smother
it is how i was built
destined to be built like no other
i am the child
dropped by the claw of normality
rushed through the waters
that lap at the feet of insanity

James Garratt – Friday 12th March 2010

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