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Chapter 5.
Kirklevington. |
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Poems -
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When the coach stopped outside reception a screw grabbed me and tried to pull me from the coach whilst I was still handcuffed to the seat while another unlocked me. I was then dragged and kicked into the reception area slung against the wall and told to stand to attention and read a notice on a small piece of paper with very small print on it. They actually tried to force my face into the wall. Inevitably my face went to the left so I couldn�t see what I was supposed to read. They then asked me questions about what I was supposed to be reading of course I couldn�t answer, so they decided to beat me for being a stupid little disgusting filthy gypo so and so! |
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The Brain.
The brain is a room,
With a million doors,
Leave by whichever,
The choice is yours,
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Who is my Neighbour.
Neighbours not knowing,
The coming and going,
Who is my neighbour?
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No Where.
Now my pain I�ve learned to face,
In God�s light, in wide open space,
Back from nowhere and I can tell,
It�s lonely out in nowhere,
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Chapter 6.
My Escape |
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Whilst in Ranby I worked on the Visits as a server of teas etc whilst doing this I became friendly with a girl that came to visit her brother on a very regular basis. Eventually, I had an invite to live in Leighton Buzzard at home with her and her Mother and Father, which of course I duly accepted. It was O.K. down there. I even got a job at a Chemical Building Products Company, I did all right for a while but I got itchy feet and decided to take a trip home to Doncaster. When I arrived I hunted down my family and friends. I soon realized I had made a grave error. I ended up being back to the old ways in a matter of hours I was dealing drugs, smashed out of my head. As I sat in one of the town centre public houses someone played E.L.O. last train to London on the juke box, so I decided to go there, so I caught it and went. |
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Chapter 7
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Then into the office bounced this young slip of a girl, full of confidence and charm, she literally lit up the dismal room on the dismal complex. She said �Hi my names Nicki and GOD sent me� my initial thought was well! This is a new one. Then she said �I belong to Walkley Baptist Church and I am starting a children�s club and would it be ok if went for a walk around the flats to see if anyone would be interested�. I replied �of course but you want to be careful, as it isn�t the safest place for a young girl to go wondering about by herself� especially at that time when most of the decent folk had moved due to it being demolished. Then she said I�d be ok because I have GOD taking care of me� so I thought fair enough let GOD look after you then. I knew there were one or two people on the estate with various health problems but I can honestly say it was the first time I had heard that one! |
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If you would like to know more about Ron or his book -
'I Didn't Belong'.
Please contact him at -
[email protected]
Or leave a message in the guest book.
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Ron is hoping to publish his book soon,
if you know of any way to enable him to do that.
Please let him know via the email address.
Thank You! |
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