Thunderstruck

People are thunderstruck in amazement at me.

They never say thank you, you see.

They’re lost for words, they’re struck dumb.

I have that effect, the best is yet to come.

I am gift-wrapped, open up.

At the same time, I wonder why do you shut up?

It is my prerogative to amaze.

I blind your eyes for all your days.

That’s enough about me and you.

Its lonely in an Irish stew.

Say thank you.

Tich Ennis

4th October, 2016

 

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