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By Nick McArdlePublished 5 years ago 1 min read

The yellow cab sped into the heart of the night 

The black ice sheet hidden out of sight 

As the driver approached the dangerous bend 

The young boy’s youth was about to end 

Through the windscreen his golden head flew 

Saved by the heroes arriving in blue 

“He’ll be scarred for life” the doctors all said 

“Only my face” Never in my head 

To those who judged me by my skin 

Black, blue, yellow – all bashed in 

I say I’m unique – handsome too 

Comfortable with myself – how about you? 

Forty years later the young boy’s a man 

Scars Invisible – life's gone to plan 

inspirational

About the Creator

Nick McArdle

English. Amateur Poet And Flâneur.

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