There he is like a volcano
Pent up frustration, about to explode
He has to learn to say the words no
Or he’ll be down a dark lonely road
The shackles are about to break
From the restraints of conformity
Release from lifelong torment he’ll make
A life so free in its enormity
Free to live, to grow, to learn
Finally showing what he can do
Becoming as one, he’ll not burn
Knowledge will be his alone to choose
Wings of fire from the volcano
Wings of freedom he will sow
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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