Maybe it was the situation . Or it was just that I had to do it . Forced into things which I didnt like . Till it came a day . It worked the other way . The place did I go . For the world did not know . Years did I stay . Till the day I ran away . Under the sun ,I was on the run . face to face did I meet . Not a place or a seat . A thought came by Should I give it a try .? The door did I knock . Out was a lady with a frock . A smile did I receive . Your`re welcome to stay till eight . And the time came to go .. In came the receivers from the main gate ...
I did not run But I did look .... My face did smile .... Looked back and wondered... I did do wrong ..... Im happy ,then now .... I`ll sing my own song ....
Melvinn Alexcie Pattern ( poem book called ) The Inner me .
