When you look like Punch because Judy’s given you a battering and the audience were watching but only gave a smattering of applause which sounded as weak as this did.
At least when I am falling I know where I’m heading.
Et Tu, say what? said who?
leaning into a history
with the youngster ( that’s me )
and we have a long way
These that say cheese and those that just smile.
death on the sidewalks while people walk past
and we all walk a bit faster from this waste,
try to cover the cracks with cement or a plaster,
the cracks remain underneath the stains
of a life that never tasted the fare.
© 2019, John Smallshaw.