(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Become The Man They Claim To Be(For Onelia)

Nature spreads
a yellow carpet

at my feet

yellow streetlamps
punctuate the night

the steady rhythm of
my weary feet

the shush shush
shushing of the leaves.

A light shadow
is cast before me

then a darker shadow
springs from my feet

and finally
there's me

bringing up the rear.

I follow my shadow
following my shadow

both hell bent
on where they are

going

I trailing behind
not knowing

if I ever can
...catch up

and become
the man

they claim to be.

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