It seems so weird
Don’t know the source
The new always feared
No chance of recourse

Just let go
Embrace the unknown
Feelings flow
Unimaginable shown

Unwanted attention
From the creepy passer by
Obscurity to ascension
No reasons why

Ignore the conventional
Crave for danger
Despite the sensational
Stories from a stranger

All those tales
Tricks to believe
Labour, liberal, or conservative
We have to conceive

Mark Scotchford © 11/09/2015


About markious72

Here I wish to let my strange and vivid imagination and opinions run wild. I do hope you like what you read. I would love to be a writer, I won't pretend otherwise. Although it is only in the last couple of years that I have realised it. I guess if it meant to happen it will. Happy reading, happier writing. :-)
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