Success
you said i had been successful
and i shifted slightly in my seat
because playing second best
has always had an appealing beat
perhaps some guilt and shame
is caught in the coat-tails
of my first name
i know i have worked hard
but, some, perhaps,
it just feels like luck
some feels like a risk personality
that refused to get stuck
i fear, i always fear
that i am fuelled by my madcap ego
in its dashing shirt
that i am a bombastic joker
and someone has always got hurt
you said i had been successful
i know,
but it was made on a knife edge
forged inside a kiln that often,
was not quite hot enough
baked in an oven,
where the dough was sometimes
just too tough
you said i had been successful
and i think, and i wonder,
do of any of us ever feel we are enough?
James Garratt – Sunday 22nd November 2020
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Success – Written Sunday 22nd November 2020 (Aged 45)
