I layed in bed and got caught with a thought, it was 1988 I was 7 and unsure
loving John Wayne, Clint Eastwood, Sinbad & Bruce Lee
Admiring all the characters, that desire to be good but life was not
I got picked on by one boy and his friend, to the point I was taken to learn self-defence
Next time at school in the coat room, as they entered I was remembering the moves
Before I got my feet in the right spot, he was throwing punches the lot
Nothing left to do but curling up in a ball, waiting for that moment some will pull him off
This went on until I found a new friend, he's name was Paul and he was bigger than us all (one of those times to thank you mum for making mum friends)
I still had to watch out but it was definitely better, also with it I became a little more braver
They say kids will be kids, but I didn't want to be this! Be picked on for my trainers or free school dinner, what my hair looked like or my inability to learn quickly if at all
Within this reflection back to 88 that kept up till the morning break, I can say I have learnt more in the last 8 years than I did the first 30. That was mostly just surviving this pattern of insanity
Children are children that is perfectly true but that really means, it's a reflection of me & you! Mixed in with the ability to pick and choose, learning is not something that can ever be forced.
A chachter can be created to have existence in paper or even words, but deep within did it find the self to stop the next generation being worse
Braking patterns from the fists of truth, when my emotions are channelled openly for all to see through.
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This was written a few days ago but the picture is today. May the levels we each go through, bring us better days.
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There you go again, Mr P Dan. Opening up in the entirety of honesty and a sounding reflection from within a persistence to reveal the inner you, yet just as importantly guiding us away from the pitfalls you have taken as indeed many of us have, Also. There somehow appears in poets and poetesses in which a sinking feeling of overwhelming odds that you may actually succeed in doing something which is worthwhile and that it's this way to a better life...
I'll be honest my friend right now I'm in a dark place I don't see out of, I have light around me but unable to step up to what is needed. All I can do is keep taking that next step, always appreciate the company my friend.
Write on buddy, catch you soon!
Each day of our life we step into a new way having learned from the experiences of the previous days of our life. That experience has led you to a happier place.
You replied to Kevin that you are in a dark place at the moment but surely all you need to do is to look into your babies eyes to see the light of your future.
Always appreciate your time and vibe my friend but the future is the theirs and no matter how much beauty I see it does not stop any legal action against me! This world has made me go back inside my mind, my children will always make me proud & give joy. Sadly I was not constructed normally for this world, glad to see the next but every day is my last.
Thanks for those thoughts, I shall now carry on!
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