Small and pink
faced, he
Cracked a cry
and
Breathed through
restless
Thumping lungs
Thump
Grow up. You
want to be older
Join the church
choir, learn to sing
Aspire to be a
priest.
Lost him. You
want to be younger
Chase the time,
say goodbye
Death is scary
when you’re young.
Stop that.
You’ve got to act older
Follow the
footsteps of your father, learn to be like him
But this isn’t
who you are now.
Cheer up. You’ve
got a lot to look forward to
Be your father,
do your fathers job
But this isn’t
who you want to be
Be you. You have
to do what you want to do
Invest time in
your art, work hard
It will pay off,
you’ll see
Try to. You try
to do your best, but
Your best isn’t
enough
Give up.
Start again.
You’ve got to support yourself
Mother’s getting
old, sell watercolours of Vienna to get by
Get by isn’t
enough now.
Lost her. You’ve
got to find a home
Homeless men in
shelters, hostels
It’s got to be
better than this hasn’t it now?
Lucky penny.
You’ve got a purpose now
Draw funny cartoons
on the side of the platoon
For the army
newspaper,
It’s all looking
up now.
Join army.
You’ve got a lot to learn now
Being hit
doesn’t make you less of a man
Being blinded
doesn’t make you blind
Now
Contemplate
suicide. You’ve got nothing to lose now
Don’t be a fool,
didn’t come all this way just to do
What quitters do
I’m not that
fool
Now
Get married.
You’ve got someone to go with now
Share a wedding
breakfast, French toast
A toast to our
marriage
Say Auf Wiedersehen. You’ve got somewhere to be,
now
Take a cyanide
capsule, take a bullet
To the brain and
Forget
The debt
That’s been made
to you
That this was all in vain.
Megan Reece
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