Wendy Young has started this about 10 times...how do I say LISTEN / 5 September 2013
..because no matter how many times I have tried, I end up with mud on my face, threats, dismayed, disheartened, lost, alone. All because I keep my trap shut and when I open it, the truth comes out. So what else can I do but express myself in a poem..but is it myself, am I expressing someone else? Am I just asking for trouble? It's serious but I can't help a flippant title!
Gruffalo Soldier
You
Nephew
No higher
Than a
Terracotta warrior
And half my age
Round on me
Like a legion of Roman soldiers
And tell me
That I’m
Unhinged!
You, nephew
Who grew up
In positivity
Who knew who you were
Coz my brother had learnt
By then
Right from wrong
And from me to you
Nephew
Your Auntie's and yours
obituary will be
What a bitch you were to me.