In a world of growing gulfs and shrinking distances
sprouting buildings and widening roads
flowering trees and raging seas
Because of the hurt they caused
there is a lot of pain inside,
pain which blinds and tricks into hallucinations,
pain which does not let the fear subside.
As I lay under the dazzling yellow bulb of the operation theatre, my heart sank, life was so strange. I had just seen the light of my life fade away and here I was, braving this superficial source of illumination.. . . .
My Granddad used to talk of those times, the Long Long Ago when being a Superman was a novelty. People stared in wonder and reverence at such a marvel and secretly envied those lucky few. Not anymore.…
