The Outsider

Outside the box

To help he drew a picture of a fox

Before he forgot

What it was like to be on the circle’s fence

Time to repent

Travelling ’cause life depends on it

Putting children in cages, who comes up with this shit

The red car and the blue car had a race but race should have nothing to do with it

The room was hot

Put on the spot

to get out of jail he always relied on nursery rhymes, especially when stuck for the next verse… His Grandfather’s hearse…

“Jack be nimble, Jack be quick.”

If the traffic doesn’t clear soon, he’ll rip out the gear stick.

©John de Gruyther 2018

This poem was inspired by a poetry workshop that I helped to deliver to six fantastic young students this week. I am hoping to write more about the project and on going work in this area in the next few weeks.

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