Welcome to the list Steve!
And posting poetry is definitely within the remit.
best
Randolph
----- Original Message -----
From: "steve thayne" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Saturday, January 04, 2003 9:15 AM
Subject: New Member - poem
> Hi all,
>
> I'm new to this list. As introduction am
> posting a poem of mine...hope this falls within the
> remit of the list's usual use!
>
> Steve Thayne.
>
>
> Most of us....
>
>
> Most of us live
> where we don't choose
> Chosen by jobs
> we'd rather spurn
> most of our lives
> lived without meaning
> You ask of loss?
> I's time to learn.
>
> Instead of a cousin
> a son or a brother
> We now have employed -
> or on the dole.
> Defined in the main
> by the work that we do
> you ask of loss
> it's of the soul.
>
> We now have pensioners
> instead of grandparents
> with ebbing lives
> of empty days
> while distant children
> both parent and work
> you ask of loss
> count the ways.
>
> In nuclear families
> our brats not our children
> are a burden to bear
> who is there to share
> todays damaged child
> is tomorrows parent;
> You ask of loss?
> It's everywhere.
>
> And our neighbours are strangers
> Our streets don't feel safe
> but what must be just must.
> For we don't feel a part
> of the world around us
> you ask of loss:
> it is of trust.
>
> We seek so much for independence;
> It's our centuries great mistake
> We strive to stand on our own two feet
> You ask of loss?
> It's the ties we break.
>
>
> I don't believe in the myth of independence.
> I don't believe in the lie of wealth
> I do believe we are choosing unhappiness
> Losing our spirit by stealth.
>
> I can't believe we can be so stupid
> I cannot understand our lack of voice
> While most of us live lives half lived
> As if we didn't even have a choice.
>
> This is not a poem, but a call for revolution.
> These are not just words, they are bullets to your
> heart.
> Every second wasted is self mutilation.
> Every single moment is the time time to start.
>
>
> I am angrier than I've ever been
> That we let this waste go unseen
> Love sluiced away like sewage down a drain
> decisions made by the collective, idiot brain
> Of economics, nation states and politics
> Yeah, the shit has hit the fan...and look it sticks.
>
>
> Talk to me of your contentment
> tell me that this isn't strange
> Talk to me of peace of mind
> .....or talk to me of change.
>
>
>
>
>
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