dedalus Posted March 11, 2012 Share Posted March 11, 2012 Fool that I am, sitting down behind this harbour wall, watching the waves come washing down, washing down from the wide Pacific ... I know this is not my sea. I belong to a different ocean. I belong to another place, another time, another race, and to moments, cherished among ancient stones in a city I know and love where the bones of my people are buried. I was so young and foolish in those mad frenetic times a willing conspirator in wild escapades. My parents despaired of me, such grief I caused them! I did so many stupid things but I did not die. I should have died seven times over. In Afghanistan or Pakistan, pretty close in Guatemala, quite apart from those bullets in Belfast. Home territory doesn't really count, not with the lRA boys so casual. I take no pride in survival. I was a total fuckin idiot, I was lucky. Now I am a person of certain repute in Japan. Such a good chap, in fact, that citizens greet me in the street! Such a brilliant career, so much money out the yin-yang. You try to calm down as time goes by but you don’t, really. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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