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Mister New

I see you there
keep looking at me
but I'm not sure
what it is you see


I'm no-one's boy
I'm not 'hey you'
my name's Mister
it's 'Mister New'


I've got old scars
raw scars too
but I'm not sure
it's clear to you

 

wounds can only
go so deep
there's only so long
that they can bleed

you might see wounded
see black and blue
but save your pity
that's all about you

I've grown taller
through broken skin
my roots sink deeper
than you've ever been

when you're up close
you'll see it's true
my fresh healed skin's
a real break through

I've got a name
so I'd thank you
when you address me
say 'Mister New'

One of five poems written by Steve Page in response to paintings at the BEAT (Borough of Ealing Art Trail) exhibit at St John's Church, West Ealing in September 2018. 


The painting is entitled The wounded man, by the artist and © Paola Fratticci. 

Poem © Steve Page: for permission to re-use contact stevejeff62@gmail.com.

Borough of Ealing Art Trail