As a little kid <br />I asked myself <br />questions <br /> <br />such as <br />why <br /> <br />this body <br />& not another <br /> <br />why this mind <br />and not my brother’s <br /> <br />what is it like <br />to be <br /> <br />inside my brother’s mind <br /> <br />why is he he <br />& not me? <br /> <br />The how <br />of why? <br /> <br />How do I know <br />...I know? <br /> <br />Where does <br />Time go <br /> <br />& why is it <br />never really now <br /> <br />but <br />going or gone? <br /> <br />Are these people <br />really my parents? <br /> <br />My father <br />...my father? <br /> <br />My mother <br />... my mother? <br /> <br />Maybe I’m <br />a changeling! <br /> <br />Idle <br />thoughts <br />(admittedly) <br /> <br />& <br />then <br /> <br />a football <br />or a skipping rope <br /> <br />hopscotching <br />or kiss chasing <br /> <br />distracted me <br /> <br />& I never <br />realised <br /> <br />I had discovered <br />Philosophy <br /> <br />on my own. <br /> <br />Mary Ann Kelly’s kiss <br />transcending <br /> <br />...everything.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/questions-questions-for-scarlett/
