Life - the script

Fame at such a tender age!

A blinding flash!

You're centre stage!

Then the doctor slaps

The midwife cuts

And the whole bloody scene is done!

And after that it’s walk-on parts,

They're mostly crap,

(A few are art)

Father. Lover. Friend and brother.

Damaged child. Neglectful Son.

But still you yearn

In middle age

For one more reel

Just one last page,

One last chance to play the hero

Before

The final credits run!

 October 1996