Treasure Island

Stephen Loomes

(21ST JUNE 1950 / SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA)

When I Was Born


I arrived and started looking around
No way of knowing what I would find
Didn’t want anything bad to happen at all
Wanted everything to turn out fine
For the faces around the cradle
And the eyes against the wall
I was hungry I could hear noises all around
I wanted to be held
I wanted anything but pain
The first time someone shouted
It was like lightning through my brain
Didn’t know what to think,
Just kept waiting to be held again
For the world to be put right
I started seeing things in the dark of night
After learning how to smile
I was learning how to cry
What I wanted was a world of delight
What I got was terror in the dark of the night
And I still don’t know why
Absorbing all of these things at the speed of light
I had to sleep and think and laugh and cry
When I was too little to understand why.


When I could get around I found gravity
It hurt me at first but then I got control
Almost too much to comprehend this reality
Testing muscle then falling through it all,
Finding things around about this world,
In a room of polished wood cool metal and glass
And peoples’ legs and things hanging on the wall
Picture frames with faces from the past
Chimes and bells and people coming to the door
Whirring trucks trains and cars moving fast
Birds flying through the trees of the day’s blue light
The night stars studding black space of the past
Above the evening clouds blowing fast
Around the moon smiling in the night

Submitted: Saturday, June 08, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013

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