The furnace

A hospital furnace chokes the air

Pumping out plumps
 Of my despair

A broken man cries 
And asks for sympathy

Whilst he was away
 No quarter is given

A deal was done he wasn’t supposed
 To return they all sung

A line from a song
 Made famous whilst abroad

A reprieve a demand
, Knell now this war has begun

Remember me before
 Outside a pub 
Smiles as wide as my arms

I’m good I’m strong I’m done

Black tee shirt sticky floors
 Back to the start
 Where this story begun

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