Treasure Island

John Scully

(19th October 1947 / London)

O.M.G.


He's in here already
The God of my childhood
Of the long white beard
The God of my youth.

He's still here
The God of my age
Of the long frown and rueful gaze
The God of my grave.

He's here
O.M.G! !

Submitted: Friday, September 20, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013

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