The Words Of An Idiot In Sussex.

Confusing Times.

 
The lovers cry,
The poets sing,
The cynics cheer,
The celebrities think they win,
There are no winners, the minority rejoice,
While choirs sing,
Politicians loose there voice!
With no way up and down not right,
The winners lose,
Losers win the fight,
The rich are poor, The rich are rich,
Is there really a filthy bitch?
The mothers cry,
While the sons sit and laugh,
The planet left destroyed,
Was there ever a Virgin birth?
The booze is drunk,
The smoke still flows,
The fathers ignorance,
As his daughters freedom grows,
There is no way out,
And no way back,
Does it make it right?
Or just life’s stack.
 
Pete Clark

 

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