I Quit!!

I could go on – but why?
This life of embittered melancholy,
has chilled my spirit; frozen me. So – I quit.
My position as an adult, I hereby refute,
I have a new catapult which assuredly I’ll shoot
at anyone and everyone who stands in my way
toward freedom and innocence. My life is about to be re-styled;
I’ve resigned as a grown-up – going back to being a child.

I’ve an urgent appointment later
not about new financial schemes.
I have to search the alien crater
that’s appeared down by the stream.
After, I must play pooh sticks,
hurl some rocks in too
just to listen to the splashes
and watch what the ripples do.

How I yearn for those days of tales and fable,
nothing more complex than the 7 times table.
Learning colours and stories and nursery rhymes,
yelling and singing; safe, cozy bedtimes.
The joy of a hug, the wonder of books,
Truth, peace and fairness and kindly looks.
Don’t need mountains of paper or a car that won’t go,
I’m gonna to make angels from fresh fallen snow.

Under my duvet I’ll fantasise,
kill monsters and baddies with my laser eyes.
Score winning tries when I play for Wales
no sex in this bed where only virtue prevails.
How I yearn for those days of simple affairs,
nowt to remember save saying my prayers.
To know the feeling of love but otherwise oblivious
of what it means, what it is, and eventually does.

I’ve had a gutsful of computer crashes
Losing face, car keys and loved ones as ashes.
Then – there’s the future, which adults revere,
I soon grew up when that monster appeared.
I’m off to a place where all that will end
No black, no white, no backstabbing ‘friends’
To discuss this with me you’ll need the speed of a comet;
cuz you gotta catch me first – “Touch, you’re on on it!!”