“The Boyish Diary
No chance – they say,
To return is a sign of the weak
That a change of mind
Is pride crawling on the ground.
How wrong? Because for us
There are no boundaries,
Never have been.
No.
Time excels
In destroying an absolute
But there’s a boy standing
Right in front of you today
And he
Just wants to come home
In a small room, a shoebox even.
Because page after page
And note after note,
It is all here.
” – DAVID