Stumbling onto the hot dusty floor
The cruel sand stops my pace
As I turn to see my adversary
The gladiator without a face
He raises his sword swiftly
My eyes blink at the sun fuelled sky
I roll away from the ****** of air
The blade lands but I don't die
Jumping to my feet with gusto
And running away from my foe
I can his heart is struggling
The armour is making him slow
Looking down from the stands
Are the pagan emperor and his son
They want my blood to spill
But they know I've already won
The gladiator slumps to the ground
He's tired and lies down for a rest
So I carefully take his sword
And ram it through his chest
The gates of the arena open
My hand is lifted above my head
Freedom is now the prize
To the slave who should be dead

My life is one to a hundred
From birth till my death
One to two I don't remember
Three to seven I found my breath
Eight to fourteen I was exuberant
Fifteen to eighteen was quiet
Nineteen to twenty five I lived
Twenty six to thirty three was a riot
Thirty four to now has grown me
Forty next year has thrown things
I ponder about living to a hundred
And the delights that age brings

Why did I fall asleep
Slips the thought into my brain
I need to calm myself down
No tequila for me again
Where did the beach go
It's so silent and serene
Adrift in the Mediterranean Sea
With the bluest sky I've ever seen
I only dropped off for a second
And now I'm floating away
The waters nice and calm though
It's nice to watch the waves sway
What's that in the distance
It's triangular and dark
Oh no looks like a fin
It appears to be a shark
My watch says eleven forty
I hope it doesn't fancy brunch
Now where has it disappeared to
Can't see it no.....CRUNCH

My furry flea ridden base
Has no time for your stupidity
As you look at me through the glass
Mouths gaping and eyes transfixed
On me eating my food
The smell of your Eau de Parfum floats in the air
And makes me feel sick
I just want peace and tranquility
Not the hustle bustle of humanity
When do I go home
To the river where the fish swim
And I bath in the ice cool water
I'm not Paddington or Rupert
I am me I am just a Bear
Please leave me be
Go home

Leaves glide slowly into the air then fall
Onto the smooth stone steps of the market place
In this quiet little corner of the world
Where everyone knows your face
This is the town, my town
My parents encourage realism
In this complex town they built
Sheltering me from the lurid past
And the blood that has been spilt
This is the town, my town
We still believe in Angels and Fairies
But talk of the past is forbidden
They say somethings are best forgotten
The more I ask the more
gets hidden
This is the town, my town
Did my ancestors and parents do something evil
Has conspiracy rotted away their soul
One day I will find out the truth
Who's life and memories have they stole
In this town, my town

Mothers room backed onto mine
And I could hear her whispering breath
The loud clatter of the breakfast tray
Scared me half to death
Stay in your room shouted father
Don't get in the way
Starved of the love I wanted
My tears covered the bed where I lay
Footsteps up the stairs
And a discussion on the hall
"Thank you for coming doctor"
"She's a little peaky that's all"
Silence for an eternity
Then a creaking of my door
"Your mothers dead Timothy"
"So you can't live here anymore"

You have me captive
Why? Do you want me dead?
You feed me which is something
Although it's usually stale bread
Above me wood creaks
When you walk around the house
No point in me shouting though
I sound like a little mouse
Here you come again
Telling me I won't get harmed
I think your to docile for that
So thank you but I'll stay alarmed
I hope you get what your after
Maybe money or just your kicks
I'll keep listening to the clock upstairs
Why it slowly chimes and ticks