He Came from the Sun - C Duncan

He came from the sun with flowers

On a boat made out of white and grey and blue

Everyone everywhere were circumventing

Over what to do

See him lying there on top of the world at night

With his eyes open wide like a ghost that had seen the light of day

Everyone everywhere were uninviting

Tossing and turning

It’s bittersweet how short a time

Since I was old enough to tell the world

Who I really am, who I really am

He came from the sun with showers

On a boat broken and