I stayed from immaculate compromise

 I stayed from immaculate compromise 

A sorry child with blond hair and blue eyes

I forged a sword of bitterness 

For all the wrongs they'd done to me

Across a sea my vessel carried

Deep nights of Indian blood

And basmati strangleholds

Turning the eyeless wretches

To their mums

  I carried broken arms to be repaired

The vitriol pervaded everything

I lied and cheated stole and simpered

I borrowed a yellow cat

Whose name I didn't know

Elastic truths were served en masse 

I believed myself truthful

But time caught up to me

The moon was blood red

  And I was alone

 Left to myself- an old rusty ford 

  Needing a good tune up