The bullet was random.
To everyone else that is.
To me it was particular.
It hit me in the forehead.
Apparently if anyone
deserved it it was me.

They said it ruined my career
I was the best lawyer in the city.
But it didn't  
it changed me is all,
thats for sure it did.

I lost my memory
Had to learn everything
from scratch
Just like a kid again.

I found out later I did not
Like who I was before.
I hated what I did
Before bullet day.

I quit being a lawyer
I could not stand the lies.
I had lied and cheated on my wife
.a beautiful lady told me
she was my lover.
I told her I did not know her
And I was happily married.
With a beautiful daughter.
She left weeping.

My young daughter
taught me how
To tie my shoelaces.
How to read again with
**** jane and spot.

I limp pretty bad now
Brain damage they say.
I talk softer and care more.
Then my beautiful wife started
to care about me again.

She kissed me and
Showed me how
to make love to her.
She was new to me
And I was new to her.
It was our second first time.
Just as exciting as I could imagine.
Just like the first time must have been.
The one that I could not remember.

I asked of her how did we first meet
She says at a party
I swept her off her feet
The new me can not sweep
anything but the kitchen floor.

Then she said we met again
After a big storm  in our life.
Just recently and I needed her
So badly and that she needed me.
And that my daughter has fallen in love
With her new gentle caring dad.
The one with a bullet
lodged in his brain.
The one that is childlike
And is totally sure of
what is right and wrong.
But most of all the one that
Hates his old self
And loves his new found family
More than life itself.

We downsized
A small country cottage
But it glows in the night
From all of the love
That lives inside
its humble walls

Sometimes in the quietness
Of the evening
I say a prayer of thanks
And forgiveness
For the man
Who shot me in the head.
His aim must have been guided
by the angels