Looking for Company by Tony Broadwick - HTML preview

Growing Up

As a lad

I had a plan.

Was going to be somebody.

Going to do something.

Get somewhere,

and

Higher.

Dawns

swallowed my dreams.

Seasons

stripped me of my hopes.

Time

took away my plans.

And pressure of survival

Made me trade away ambition.

Growing up

was a losing battle

against

time

age

and nature.

And now I can say:

A grown man

is a man defeated.