To never have felt 

​To never know what it is like to sc ribe a circle on warm tarmacadam on a hot summers day during a bank strike ..with uncollected rubbish littering the road.   To never hide underneath a car never accidently climb into a strangers car …let the hand brake off …to never feel that rush of terror when your sandal gets caught under the accelerator pedal as you despair .. realising that an nine year foot is not ready to avert collision… to never feel the sense of relief when the car eventually  crumples a neighbour hedge …to never feel the rush of air across your ruddy cheeks as you and your friends race to the washes garden and plead to be allowed sit anywhere but on the road …. to never enjoy the beauty of returning to that collision and watching adults come to the wrong conclusion as to the events that befell that car….what a great loss indeed it is to deny all of this and so much more from the youth of suburban today’s and tomorrow’s. …a mighty fall from the rapture of youth fully deviancy. ..I ask you what have we lost in this sacrifice ?


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Maurice OConnell is a Creative based in Cornwall concentrating on Writing and Unique theatrical appearances.. He continues to imagine a world twice as exciting and dangerous than it could possibly ever be View all posts by mauricewoconnell

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