Once Upon A Time
once upon a time,
in a land that is far away
i longed for attention
and for the actors in my life
to hang onto –
every word i had to say
because,
when growing up
it was science and languages
and something about flowers
but not a thing about insecurity
or how it craves and misuses power
now i am far away
more than a jet plane ride away –
from that distant place
i long to share nothing
and clasp shut, my personal suitcase
i do not dance,
nor do i do tricks
and i know now all about power
avoiding the urge to lay it on thick
i want to be left alone
let the other actors
chew on the fat, then the bone
it means more to me
to turn around every slice of life
and learn all about privacy
James Garratt – Thursday 13th October 2022
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Once Upon A Time – Written Thursday 13th October 2022 (Aged 47)

Thank you James x
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