Ten years ago he was
Out of work
Jobs were scarce
A recession lurked
He was struggling
To survive
Fighting for his
Family, his life
Food on the table
Bills to pay
Money went like
Water everyday
He worked all the
Hours that were sent
But paying everything
Across, frustrations vent
No life, as out-priced
For small things
Food and drink went up
And the freedom money can bring
He fought for his dreams
But just out of reach
Always a struggle to get there
Through the clouds to see
Ten years later still the same
The circle of life
Came back round again
And with it too late hindsight
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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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Caliburnus Rises 
ain’t that the truth!
Powerful and strong! I love it
Thanks for that! Glad you enjoyed it!