One Way

Is there any free choice in a life? Are we on one way train tracks? Living on a predetermined route, Unaware of the fundamental facts.


Protons, electrons and higgs bosons, We are all made up of pure stardust, Chemicals reacting every millisecond,   Natural forces under our skin’s crust.


Two years connected by a single second,

A uniquely ordinary tick of times clock,

The new dawn after the year of sorrow,

A page turned on the sound of the tock.

The Crash

The seat belt locked across my braced chest,

Pulling me into the safety of the head rest,

The noise of the impact reverberated around,

Echoing from old CD cases windscreen bound,