The simple words of childhood

My mom came by for a visit the other day and she had left behind a wonderfully tatty piece of paper. At first this paper was just shoved in a draw without even being looked at but, I was doing some cleaning out of cupboards yesterday and found it.

And then laughed.

Turns out, it was a ‘poem’ I had written as a child on one of those days when I was at my moms office and had nothing better to do than play with one of the spare typewriters. Aye, it’s from the days of typewriters.

No I have no idea what drugs I was on. Since I was about nine, it must have been some hardcore cough medication or something.

TIME

Standing in the door of your time machine,

You see the world through brand new eyes,

Prehistoric ferns all over the place,

Giving the volcano some company,

From the big bush comes a roar,

And then out bursts a dinosaur,

It was big and its teeth were sharp,

Its eyes met mine and I thought HELP.

I ran with all my might,

But with every thin air bite I heard,

My feet got quicker on the end of my legs.

The dino was a bit out of breath but I, no way,

I ran and ran until I reached a volcano,

When I realised I should run the other way.

It was huffing and puffing and soon it was going to burn,

I ran without thinking toward the machine,

As I got close my heart raced,

The friendly dinosaur was playing with it.

I didn’t give a damn anymore so there I went,

And planned my suicide.

I took a sharp branch and hit the dinosaur,

It dropped the machine and turned and ran,

I got into my time machine and went home.

As time went by I realised,

Dinosaurs were meant to be deceased.

That was one wacky ass kid.

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