Comments about Neil Solan
Why do we presume when we know it is wrong?
Are greater forces at work
And will they be in there for long?
The strain I was feeling, there, deep inside
Erupted from the medium and this pain I despise.
The emulsion of man, is wearing off fast,
There's not a lot I can do
When the mould has been cast.
My luck may be changing, dare I say it, it's good!