West
"I'VE seen so much uv dirt an' grime
I'm mad to 'ave things clean.
I've seen so much uv death," 'e said—
"So many cobbers lyin' dead—
You won't know wot I mean ;
But, lad, I've 'ad so much uv strife
I want things straightened in my life.
"I've seen so much uv 'ate," 'e said—
"Mad 'ate an' silly rage—
I'm yearnin' for clear thoughts," said 'e
"Kindness an' love seem good to me.
I want a new, white page
To start all over, clean an' good,
An' live me life as reel men should."
We're sittin' talkin' by the fence,
The sun's jist goin' down,
Paintin' the sky all gold an' pink.
Said 'e, "When it's like that, I think—"
An' then 'e stops to frown.
Said 'e, "I think, when it's jist so,
Uv .... God or somethin': I dunno.
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