Driftwood…

Brownsea Island

 

When I look into your eyes I see nothing, and yet,

Reflected there are deep pools of sadness and confusion.

Quick turn away, don’t get involved they’re crazy you know

Is the familiar cry

Lawyer, doctor, teacher, what you once were is of no consequence

That your madness might be infectious is their greatest fear,

And yet are we not all a little insane?

For worrying scurrying passing you by.

‘Wait!’ You utter ‘I have something to say.

Will no one look into my eyes and chat a while,

To pass the time of day?’

‘Hello’,

At last a voice, you’re not alone floating like driftwood in a sea of uncertainty

‘How are you’?

And the sun comes out again

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