I thought it was enough, I felt another blow
This is a secret, something happened when I was just sixteen
I thought then, the world would give me something back
Some good would come, you never know…
All that happened is I grew older
Less able to see past old men or broken dolls
As though the scar above my eye was enlightenment
I could see more clearly blinded
Into the white whirlpool, the constant churn
Of this dumbshow, but oh!
I don’t believe it brought me any benediction
Or special deal because, more shit happened
sooner or later
My pen on paper, always scratching
I told you so….
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