From: jeff newnham (jetty53@live.co.uk) You moved this message to its current location.
Sent: 18 September 2014 12: 13: 16
To: mum (sheila.amiesbyron@gmail.com)
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Labels? I don't need anymore labels
I have enough self-inflicted
In life you're pigeon holed, into this, into that.
If you try to do anything different, you're a freak you're ostracized.
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There's beauty here hidden deep
Within the concrete & the brick
Sometimes it's hard to find
Within the swells of city life
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Who will protect history from the lies
Of jingoistic ministers? Who glory in
War, its victims who laid dying & bleeding
through Mans inventions
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Through My Eyes
I see versions of myself in the eyes of all I see
In the black eyes of the drunks,
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All life can start and end here
Here people hear all and treat all
So precious from the start
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You surround yourselves with lies
And death
You kept tigers as pets
Peoples’ lives were meaningless to you
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A poet sits open mouthed in shock
The future‘s gone
The future’s lost
Every day the news becomes more and
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I'm a recovering Rochester boy
recovering from the choices I made
Some memories haunt me
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