This is Me

Little toy trains, No more!

My Rolls Royce play time, No more!

Gazing at stars and systems. Dreaming, No more!

Confined. Obtained. Chained.

Freezing metallic bars burning my skin so tight.

Binding what was my future so bright.

To be free and fly. To be young and and play. Again and again –

What can I do no more! Forevermore!

Doors of destiny sealed shut, all but a faint glimpse of one. Only one.

At the end what is there you say? : A briefcase , suit and hat.

That is me…

 

 

THIS is ME!

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