NO PAIN, NO GAIN

For the kids

I paid the price of footplate highway

I felt every bump and scar on my one

and only, one way.  But It was great 
to be out among wonderful people. 

My back was well and truly broke 
when I got back. 

Was I in a dingy dungeon in days of old? 
Were these the last words written in a cell?
A cell of disability to show not tell or 
the other way around, who knows.
I write this, for all the lovely people.

I don’t get out much you can tell
every twinge was felt in closed eye

Reaction but it was worth it

To dip into the well, give me the ink-

Well if nothing else, the gallows

Were right in front of me, my past

Is somewhere else, but I’m in the

Moment I was found, on new ground.