were did i come from <br />were do i go <br />what is these things <br />that look down at me. <br /> <br />such faces they have <br />such sounds they make <br />these things that look <br />down at me <br /> <br />so big they are <br />so strange and yet <br />oh so familair <br />these things that look <br />down on me <br /> <br />one called mother <br />the other father <br />these two who look <br />down on me.<br /><br />graham russell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/these-things-4/
