No Mistake

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“I am heavy, I am tired,” said the old man to the child. “My life is drawing to an end. It is not what I have done to life that has brought me here today, but what life has done to me along the way.

I was strong, I was fierce. I took no-one to my side. Simply brushing them aside with no need of them.
Now I find that I’m alone, but don’t pity nor disown those memories that I’ve sown along the way.

My path was never straight, sometimes narrow, sometimes wide but along it, I did stride to find you here.
Now your life lies ahead and it’s your path that you must tread, but never worry which one you choose to take.

For I have reached that final bend the one that leads me to my end and now I leave you here to make your own way through this life.
Tread your path with care but always be aware, that there is no such thing in life as a mistake.”

© 2016, Danny Kemp.

About Daniel Kemp

Daniel Kemp’s introduction to the world of espionage and mystery happened at an early age when his father was employed by the War Office in Whitehall, London, at the end of WWII. However, it wasn’t until after his father died that he showed any interest in anything other than himself! On leaving academia he took on many roles in his working life: a London police officer, mini-cab business owner, pub tenant and licensed London taxi driver, but never did he plan to become a writer. Nevertheless, after a road traffic accident left him suffering from PTSD and effectively—out of paid work for four years, he wrote and self-published his first novel —The Desolate Garden. Within three months of publication, that book was under a paid option to become a $30 million film. The option lasted for five years until distribution became an insurmountable problem for the production company. All seven of his novels are now published by Creativia with the seventh—The Widow’s Son, completing a three book series alongside: What Happened In Vienna, Jack? and Once I Was A Soldier. Under the Creativia publishing banner, The Desolate Garden went on to become a bestselling novel in World and Russian Literature in 2017. The following year, in May 2018, his book What Happened In Vienna, Jack? was a number one bestseller on four separate Amazon sites: America, UK, Canada, and Australia.  Although it's true to say that he mainly concentrates on what he knows most about; murders laced by the mystery involving spies, his diverse experience of life shows in the short stories he writes, namely: Why? A Complicated Love, and the intriguing story titled The Story That Had No Beginning. He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication and described as—the new Graham Green—by a highly placed employee of Waterstones Books, for whom he did a countrywide tour of book signing events. He has also appeared on 'live' television in the UK publicising that first novel of his. He continues to write novels, poetry and the occasional quote; this one is taken from the beginning of Once I Was A Soldier There is no morality to be found in evil. But to recognise that which is truly evil one must forget the rules of morality.
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6 Responses to No Mistake

  1. I like this poem Danny, and I am right behind you. :o)

  2. Danny Kemp says:

    Thank you for that, Patricia.

  3. gippyhenry7 says:

    That is just beautiful and so heartfelt, Danny! It touches me so deeply. Thank you for sharing it and for all of your wonderful words you bring together in such insightful ways.

  4. Deep, touching and insightful! Loved reading!

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