The sleeping monster wakes.

From his somnolent sleep.

The Leviathan awakes.

With promises to keep.

He has endured vicissitudes.

That word, look it up.

At last his time is here to put up or shut up.

He can talk the talk.

Can he walk the walk?

He is a wordy man.

A man without a plan.

Is he worthy?

Is he earthy?

A question deserves an answer.

From a chancer.

Rock and roll dancer.

This emperor has no clothes.

And knows words no one knows.

All I shall reveal.

Its all about feel.

Keep listening, looking, trying.

An end to crying.

And dying.

Tich Ennis

29th September, 2016



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