It’s a long poem since I wrote a time
The words they spell out funny
They leave my brain just perfect
On page as thick as honey

I know just what I want to say
I face you ‘back to back’
I think of words in glowing white
They then come out in black

My tongue it works in unison
With lips that form my speech
I try to write out ‘Sandy’
But then it spells out ‘Beach’

I always understand myself
To me it seems quite normal
Then when my brain is chilling out
My pen is acting formal

If I write ‘yes’ it’s probably ‘no’
It comes out in reverse
People find me funny
To me it’s just a curse

So listen in to what I write
And translate what I say
Don’t laugh at my ability
To turn ‘night’ into ‘day’

We aren’t all perfect, no-one is
Each one, we have our faults
If politicians had their way
They’d lock us up in vaults

So if you meet me on the street
Stuttering and confused
Please treat me like a normal guy
Not one to be abused

Dyslexia rules k.o.