SID THE KID END
Sid couldn't believe his luck, somebody wanted to listen.
Not only that, he wanted to learn and he didn't need permission.
All his life he had been a rebel, thinking people didn't want to know,
Now he had a chance to show them, he wasn't going to let it go.
Imagine said Sid to Eddie, me with an English degree,
People wouldn't believe it would they,
They wouldn't believe it was me.
I was a road sweeper on the outside, said Eddie,
That doesn't make me thick.
It's probably because we were wasters on the outside,
And it's taken a place like this to do the trick.
Yeah, I suppose you're right, said Sid,
I never thought this would happen to me,
I never had any education as a child
Because I rebelled too much you see.
Yeah, there's a lot of blokes like us, said Eddie,
You take the wrong road when you're young,
Then discover life when you get older,
And think about the things you could have done.
Mind you're better off than me Sid, I mean I'm sixty three,
You're only in your twenties Sid so you have done better than me.
Well best of luck mate, said Eddie, I'm getting out of here in a week.
Sid never saw Eddie again after that, well not to speak.
Sid went to college when he got parole,
Now he's got his degree and he's not on the dole.
He often looks back to when he was young,
He made a lot of mistakes second to none.
We all make mistakes and we try to find,
Some sort of excuse about the state of our mind.
Whatever the reasons for doing these things,
Thats life I suppose, you just have to see what it brings.
Thats all folks LISTENER................
See more poems by listener
View this poem
Comment on this poem