Jeremy Nel Biography

I lie here on my big ‘ole bed
Before me lies my broken leg
In its plaster cast its spread
Straight and bulky like a peg.
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How oft I wish, how oft I wonder,
What is it that you think, that you desire?
You remain to me so Egyptian where you are yonder
So enigmatic and frustrating. For I am in a mire
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Oh sadness! gripping me so tight
As I meander along the path of life
Plunging into my heart thy knife.
Everything within my sight
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Isn’t it strange, how we are born without instinct to survive?
How we can drift through life without the skills
Needed to cope with the needs that drive
Our lives as we are put through the mill
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Here Kitty Kitty!
Come play with this mitty
That I had found here on the dirty floor
Right outside our very door!
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