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  MICHAEL MICMAC MCCRORY (25/01/1954)
 
 
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  57.     

'The Oddball In The Window'

The boy sat at the window
Looking out at the other boys
Laughing and playing their games
Enjoying their childhood days

The boy hopes that they will cherish
Those blissful moments of youth
That have been stolen from him
Moments gone forever from his childhood days

He’s not crippled in body or mind
He’s not allowed outside to play
Those boys point and stare at the boy
They call the oddball in the window

His parents have imprisoned him
To wrap him up in cotton love
He is just to much a gift from god
He is their only precious child

The parents say it’s for his own good
He’s such a delicate child
He just sits at the window
Jealous of the children running free

He will never laugh with other children
He will never join in their games
He never smiles in photographs
He’s not enjoying his childhood days

He’s grown up now; still sitting at the window
His parents can’t get him to venture outside
Everyone passing takes time to point and stare
At the man they call
The oddball in the window
 
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  58.     

‘Parallel View'

‘Parallel View'

I dropped a mug of tea
The mug broke into pieces
The tea formed a puddle
Pieces of the mug were floating in the tea

I thought what a waste
My shattered life
Adrift in my mind


Micmac
 
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  59.     

‘That was me; but who am I? '

‘That was me; but who am I? '

I was that man
Had gun did travel
Shot others for a fee

I was that man
Yet was that man me?
He's not who I am now

This old dog
Learnt some new tricks
I don't do what I used to do

That man was a part of me
He no longer exists
Yet without that man

Who would I be?
Would I still be me?
Am I me?

That was me
Should the question be
Who am I?

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  60.     

'A howling at the fouling'

‘A HOWLING AT THE FOULING’

People a howling
at dogs a fouling
And owners that just walk away
It smells like a cess
Clean up your mess
But the owners just let it lay

Cyclists then ride
Push it from side to side
The mess spreads
More dogs a walking
More reasons for squawking
The mess is up to our heads

The rain does pour
And spreads it more
And then it covers our houses
Pick it up
In a bag or a cup
And think of others you louses

MICMAC
 
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