I couldn’t decide wether to come out, or stay in the safety of my mothers womb, so nice and cosy in there, but getting a little tight for room.

In the end I had no choice,   I was pushed out head first. I soon began to realise, I had this tremendous thirst.

I had a thirst for learning, but not what’s taught in school, academia was not my thing, It made me feel a fool.

I love to know how things work, including peoples minds, what makes them tick, what makes them tock, I’ve made some extraordinary finds.

People on the whole are scared, so they hide behind façades, No idea what’s going on, An everlasting game of charades.

Many have tried to wake them up, but with limited or no success. there’s no wonder we’re bullied and cajoled, and wound up in this mess.

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Our budget here in the UK, has left a bit of a poser. Apparently we need thousands of new homes. So why then has it been decided to encourage people to have more children. Maybe I’ve got it wrong, and the government think people should be rewarded for having accidents. Maybe it ought to be made compulsory to take out an insurance to cover for getting pregnant by accident.

All words Meadowhead Bard.