Obituary (the rest to follow)

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They tell us
That
When remembering our lives
Autobiographically
We should not begin
By stating where we came from
Or
By relating to the reader
The date we burst in to the world.
 
We must not be drawn
Chronologically
To impart memories
A list
In order
To be understood.
 
Endeavour to show them
Through pictures in their heads
 
I don't remember the day that I was born
 
I will never recall
A photograph
The first to steal my form
On a black and white beach
Ardrossan?
 
 
Memories of mother
Father working hard
We are oblivious when young
Freely fed we're warmed
By the ties we have
The bonds we gather
Hold
Cherish
Love
 
School comes on
And
At first you fall in line
Measuring up
Reported as being fine
 
Disillusionment  takes longer
 
If you are so inclined
 
Try as you might
Personality
Is diluted by the might
Of sheepish individuals
Too weak to allow
Young minds to take flight
 
Adolescence
Causes pain
Strength implores
You
To the end
 
Keep on moving
Ever forwards
Fuck them all
Those weaker brothers.
 
I could go on
But for now I'll
Stop
At this junction
Twenty years is
Enough.
 
AGL
 
 
 
 


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