Familiar

Fabio Capello
Was on my train today
Writing, pondering
At least it seemed that way
Taking note
Of those around
A defiant stare
He held his ground

Wonder how many people ask
'Is it really you?'
'Or are you a stunt double'
How oft' they misconstrue

Because he looks familiar
At least from the outside
They expect him to be similar
On the inside
I'd be insulted
If it were truly me
Being judged at face value
So readily

Mister Hugo Weaving
Stood in the train doorway
Matrix-type shades fixed in place
'Mr Anderson' he'd say
Staring at those
Who caught his view
Playing the part
As you do

'Man, you're just so alike'
He wants them to exclaim
'You and horrid Agent Smith'
'Really are the same'

Because he looks familiar
At least from the outside
They expect him to be similar
On the inside
I'd be insulted
If it was me
Being judged at face value
So readily

I'd be disappointed
If their outlook was so thin
That they could only view me
From the appearance of my skin








Tuesday 24 July - on the train were Fabio and Hugo look-a-likes who were the inspiration for this verse