Archive for January 2011


Fame and lies,
And miles of smiles,
The flame that flies,
The same for miles,
Male or female,
Whatever your aim,
There’s life to fill,
And doors to slam,
And if you fail,
Or ever fall ill,
There’s a place that’s safe,
And a ready meal.
Through lame and slime,
When you feel small,
And life’s a leaf,
That’s about to fall,
Just smell the place,
Where all this lies,
And see,
All is,
I am me
In families.

You may realise,
Your true families,
The ones
You most feel at home with,
May not be,
The ones you were born into.