The Busker

A Busker on the streets of Liverpool, where they say: This is the place of songs to be heard and hopefully make a bob or two!

 

And with a hard face like mine?

It's hard to make a living these days...

 

Let me sing my new song: People already knew my face, that's when my music came and got in my way, I was able to put my face within the music...

Now I know,

Beauty is only skin deep

if one can look deep enough

to see of what's really important

of finding a balance of mind,

within a body and spirit.

Then somebody said to me not too long ago,

Until you're twenty or more

with the face, that you are born with,

may deserve to show you

and what you really are and made of?

So, heaven only knows

how did I end up getting a face like this?

 

So, come on you all fellow folk and drop in a good few bob or two in my cap and let in the opportunity to knock on a door, if it only presents itself when you only have to beat down on that bloody door to find it!

 

Cheers for your cool comments from you here, my good flickr friends !!!

 

 

Done