I lost my arm.
I lost my left arm.
I lost my left arm from my left life.
I lost my left arm to a motorcycle crash.
It wasn’t even a good crash.
I lost my left arm to find myself.
I lost my left arm and found I could improve.
I lost my left arm and started to feel my heart.
I lost my left arm and married my wife.
She is my education.
I lost my left arm to change.
I lost my left arm and learnt pain,
I lost my left arm but it wasn’t my right.
I lost my left arm pretending to be someone else.
Someone else’s left arm.
I lost my left arm and lost my vanity
And lost my blame
And lost my bigotry
And lost my anger
And lost nothing.
I lost my left arm
It was Beyond Price.
I would lose my right arm.
If I could gain half as much again.
Half as much again.
BJ Cunningham
