If I had wish
I wouldn’t use it
For the fear
That I would abuse it
I’d pretend to wish for others
Perhaps my brilliant and wonderful brothers
But truth be said
I’d wish for me instead
Selfish to the end,
It drives me round the bloody bend
I can’t be what I ought to be
And that’s because of the devil in me.
John Frank Trent 20/7/25
The New Normal 