I may never tread these childhood lanes again
There are far too many ghosts here now
With the imploring expressions
And tear-drenched eyes
Of those who sacrificed so we could squander
And for whose eternal question
I will never have an answer
I may never tread these childhood lanes again
There are far too many ghosts here now
With the imploring expressions
And tear-drenched eyes
Of those who sacrificed so we could squander
And for whose eternal question
I will never have an answer
The Seychelles-based Burridge is, in reality, a writer and a legendary figure in these parts. He sports a trim goatee and a fugitive grin. The bespectacled author is also a tourism consultant and freelance copywriter. The compelling nature of his narrative imparts an aura of mystery to his persona and his tales.