My name is Arthur Brain,
I’m anything but plain,
My brain is damaged; my looks give an impression I’ve been hit by a train,
I have a circular scar on the right side of my head,
If it wasn’t there I would already be dead,
I write to survive not to make money,
Having brain damage isn’t very funny,
Some would say; "David; you're not very bright",
I would say; "I have few qualifications so you could be right",
Some housing organisations misunderstand,
Believing that my creative work should be banned,
I’m creative as my feelings I need to express,
If I didn’t I’d be distressed,
Some believe that I get depressed,
I get frustrated & confused so I hope that myth has now been addressed?
Some think I’m hooked on drink, drugs or solvents,
I do none so I hope you’ll now repent?
Some label me as mentally unstable,
I disagree; to analyse & to adapt oneself is a sign of being willing and able,
To live and to learn is a tough enough task
I try my best; what more could you ask?
You try and function
With a brain malfunction!