it was you that decided –
that my life was not my own
it was you that decided –
that you had to reinvent it

like a barnacle,
clings to a boat
like a chill wind,
clings to your being

is it them and us?
are you building wire fences
that one day will turn to rust

a fool pretends to fight for every cause
encamped in a belief
that will corrupt the beat –
of a wounded heart

entranced in corrupt pastures
in a childhood left to die
i do not need to be told how it was
i know how i feel inside

a label –
is just a small step –
to understanding
it is not an answer

children need parents
they do
i was a child once
weren’t you?

Bullet Points we have read a bullet point guide their personality reduced to a checklist who they are somehow missed … More