Steve:
Welcome!

"...with ebbing lives/of empty days..." powerful, both sonically and in
meaning.

Looking for more...

Cheers,
Gerald Schwartz

>
> > 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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