where did they go to
the days your youth the days
did they tick away
mulled seconds
dulled moments
did they
melt down
slip away
fade to scorched earth
less than zero
did you get caught up in a blizzard of ice
shadowed by a poor man
who couldn't stop shivering
were your lips and your fingers all blue?
it's not the first time
you lost days
not the first time
you lost your way head marbles
not the first time
you woke up in a burned out basement
the full moon in your eyes
when you came to
the world had gone mad
America was being made great again
a man called Trump was building a wall
rioters were chanting in the streets: NOT MY PRESIDENT NOT MY PRESIDENT
people kept whacking on about a super moon you couldn't see
a dead man was offering you tea and oranges
rags and feathers, a bird on a wire, a drunk in a midnight choir
when you came to
the world had gone mad
Ah!
ReplyDeleteoh, fantastic!
ReplyDeleteWonderful. I love this.
ReplyDeleteThanks for all your fabulous feedback Rob, Efi & Sarah. The world has indeed gone mad!
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