Scarred for life

I have been reading, and enjoying some prose style poetry written by my friend, Jonathan King whose work can be viewed on my blogs reading list. I am now trying to compose some of my own poetry in this very attractive style of writing. I find it requires a great deal more thought than the rhyming couplets I usually produce and, as a consequence, it may be some time before I can up with anything reasonable enough for me to consider posting. In the meantime, here're some lyrics I wrote to a song I performed with Peter Gilsenen a lifetime ago.


Scarred for life

I saw myself today
In the mirror in the hallway
Reflection distorted
Like Dorian Gray
I watched the picture change
Like a living kaleidoscope
A visage in patches
Features melted away

They cut my face up
With the surgeon's knife
Stitched back together
Now it's scarred for life

You can change the future
But you can't take the past away
And the picture of your face
Tells a story today
It's a constant reminder
Of the times you left behind
Every line is a pathway
To the back of your mind

And all the time we pretend to be wise
This masquerade is a clever disguise
They cut my face up
With the surgeon's knife
Stitched back together
Now it's scarred for life

But I don't cry
I was scarred for life
I can hide my injured pride
I was scared for life

I saw my self today
In the mirror in the hallway
Reflection distorted
Like Dorian Gray
I watched the picture change
Like a living kaleidoscope
A visage in patches
Features melted away

And all the time we pretend to be wise
This masquerade is a clever disguise
They cut my face with the surgeon's knife.....

.......scarred for life!