Sunday 7 February 2016

Lapse At The Wheel

A moment
A second
Tell us what you saw

A flounder
A mistake
Things that didn't happen

A machine
A young man
What is wrong with you

A facet
A weirdo
A label that speaks

A bandage
A hooded
Can you see your Dad

A notepad
A pencil
Time to make a change

A revol
A forty
Some of us should think

A profess
A confess
Today I have plans

I am median.

I am the first, I am the last
Once the future, now the past
Take in turns, watch me burn
Open mouth and start to laugh


Here it comes, there it went
Born of flame, yet heaven sent
Turn to crew, make a plan
Helping hands, folded and bent


More than once, shielded vein
Kneeling down, in the rain
Honours gone, now to turn
Ridicule they start to earn


Tell a name, please and so
Hear a sound and off to grow
I am wizard, plan for child
Weakness wanes, toil for mild