Looking at you to see is there
a light shining in your eyes,
or has it gone out after been
swallowed up by all the lies.
Have you given up trying
after all these years,
worn out and exhausted
from shedding all your tears.
Have you now settled for second best
so at long last you can finally rest.
Has your spirit died
alongside your pride,
no longer interested in
ending up on the winning side.
Could you not take another failure
and have come to the conclusion
that there is no saviour.
The 50 year old poet 